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The Monolith
Based on a true story.
Summer 1990, in a small town somewhere in Azerbaijan an event took place for which it’s residents have yet to find an explanation. It happened in a very special little town located between the foothills of the Caucasus mountains and a small river running down to the Caspian sea. There were only two roads in and out of this town. Either the narrow road from the mountains or the long bridge over the river leading to the big cities. Strangers would rarely find themselves driving through this town considering that only very few people lived up the mountains.
Let’s assume someone would drive through, he would see small single-story houses with small yards, some chickens walking around and even a cow or two wandering through the streets. He would see children playing on the roads, women in colorful dresses gossiping and eating sunflower seeds while old men play backgammon in the tea house next door. At the end of the road, right beside the ascend to the mountains, there is one house with a pear tree in it’s yard with two children running around it, probably chasing some chicken. Or rather running away from it.
“Kids! Lunch is ready. “, the mother would yell out the window. But the children won’t listen. “Kids! Don’t make me come outside and get you!”, she threatens. But the children still won’t listen. The mother sighs and walks out the…
