The Song of the Flute and the Drum In a small Navajo village nestled among the red rock mesas of Arizona, where the desert bloomed with sage and the stars sang at night, lived an old man named Tahoma and his grandson, Kael. Tahoma, with silver hair braided like a river’s flow, often sat by the fire outside their hogan, his eyes tracing the horizon. Kael, sixteen, with a restless spirit and earbuds blasting rock music, was rarely still, his fingers tapping rhythms on his knees. One cool evening,

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