Another part of the tales from my collection of short story. (When will it be published? I don't know. If ever.) This is a chapter about weird beings we met in our journeys.
More strange creatures.
We Travellers look mostly for peculiar places. But in those places we met often peculiar beings.I'm not sure my Atlas should include descriptions of those creatures but, well, I can discard that later. I talked about the Lampposts already. Now I will list some other species I and other travellers met.
- The Librarians. I'll talk at greater lenght about Librarians (and libraries) in another chapter, expecially about their mental diseases. Now I want just to describe their physical appearence. Librarians look mostly human, except for the tools they have instead of the hands. Their extremities can in fact take the form of writing tools, pliers or claws, according to need. This particular feature let them to remedy their blindness.
- The Wind-birds. I met a Wind-bird just a couple of times. One time in the Labyrinth and another time somewhere on a hill. Wind-birds are giant birds without a head. Their wingspan is really amazing: the ones I saw had one hundred metres wings, at least. They have also great paws with long claws that they use to stay firmly on the ground or on big rocks. Wind-birds produce wind. They stay attached to something and flap their huge wings, creating a strong air flow when they think it is needed.
- The blockchain-minded ones. There are people whose mind doesn't reside in a physical head or body or container. Their mind is spread over a large number of, well, subsidiary minds? cyborg devices? I don't know. We call them “Blockchain-minded People. Someone says their minds are just connected paths, and their thinking is the run over those paths. I'm not sure if I actually met any of those creatures, or a part of their mind.
- The Wind-carried Men. They are a very amazing species and it is very hard to met them. I fact, the Wind-carried Men are human beings (they look like human beings anyway) that spend their whole life in the air, carried by the winds. Their civilization developed in the air, restless. They live in tribes – or flocks. They make their things – clothes, tools, food, poetry – catching debris in the wind or tearing occasionally something from the ground. They sleep in cocoons of clothes and leaves. They make love in the gusts.
