Microfiction: Pray

Come now child, it is time for us to pray.

See, how the other cows are also making their way towards the statue? We are going to follow them. See how they go up to the edge of the cliff and stand still facing the statue? We will also do the same. We will pray to our mighty God.

Many years ago, he was a mortal. In those days, in addition to drinking our milk, men ate our flesh. Our God-Hero convinced them that they should not consume us. He started a new faith.

His followers are now called Vegetarians…

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Kira’s Sunday Scribbles 3rd March, 2019