made a lot of noise, took a couple of snapshots, and went away again.
Then silence returned to the stone arena and the crickets started on the next verse of their interminable, unchanging song.
The strange, round building was really known only to the folk who lived in the immediate neighbourhood.
They grazed their goats there, their children played ball on what had once been the central stage,
and sweethearts would sometimes meet there in the evenings.
One day however, word went around that someone had moved into the ruins.
It was a child - a girl, most likely, though this was hard to say because she wore such funny clothes. The newcomer's name was Momo.
Aside from being rather odd, Momo's personal appearance might well have shocked anyone who set store by looking clean and tidy.
She was so small and thin that, with the best will in the world, no one could have told her age.
Her unruly mop of jet-black hair looked as if it had never seen a comb or a pair of scissors.
She had very big, beautiful eyes as black as her hair, and feet of almost the same colour, for she nearly always went around barefoot.
Although she sometimes wore shoes in the wintertime, the only shoes she had weren't a pair, and besides, they were far too big for her.
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