A LITTLE MASKIBOO STORY
The ripple that reached the far bank
Ripple Rue practiced a new pond dance with a very small first step. It seemed too gentle to impress anyone. Rue watched the water ring travel outward, touching a drifting leaf and then a sleepy reed.
Across the pond, a friend noticed the movement and waved. Rue answered with another step. The dance became a conversation between two banks. The smallest beginning had been quite enough.

