We unwittingly discover a buried human settlement.
She - I thought that nothing remained buried to be discovered.
He – Yes, I also thought so. In any case nothing has been discovered in last one thousand years. It may be the last of the buried settlements.
She – What is that over there?
He – Seems to be a grave.
She – Mother? What is that supposed to mean?
He – If I am not mistaken this settlement perhaps dates back to the time when women used to become mothers.
She – Did they then not have the technology to manufacture? How primitive they must have been?
He – But most of the women of that time believed that they were incomplete till they had become mothers.
She – I can’t believe it; where do you read such nonsense?
He - I have been using my spare time fruitfully.
She – But somehow I can’t imagine a women becoming a mother; it’s so unnatural.
He – May be for us; for them it was a cherished fulfilment.
She – I am lucky that I was not born then.
He – May be? May be not?
A post for Magpie Tales on a picture prompt