Hamas say: Ugh! Fighting...bad! Want talk. Make peace. Maybe?

Big trouble in hot lands! Many angry people throw rocks, make big fire. They mad 'bout truce. Truce mean no fighting for sixty suns. They want prisoners back. Want talk about no more fighting, ever. But nobody know what they really want. Maybe truce no good enough. Maybe want more stuff. Big confusion. People scared. Fighting bad. Many hurt. Want peace. Want hunt mammoth, not fight. Want safe caves for families. Wise men talk, talk, talk. But no find solution. Maybe tomorrow. Oog, strong mammoth hunter: "Me see much yelling. Me hear loud booms. Me scared. Me wife, she hide in cave with babies." Zog, berry picker with keen eyes: "Me see many people with signs. Signs have angry pictures. Me no understand pictures, but me feel angry too." Chieftain Rock, leader of Big Cave Tribe: "We need peace. Fighting bad for hunting. Bad for berries. Bad for everyone. We must talk. Find way to share land. Share mammoth. Share everything." Story by Ook from Caveman Talk Fire, on the scene.