This book is a little odd to review, I feel two different ways about it. This book is about two brother slugs that head off on adventure, and one day get stopped by a crow asking "where is your home?". The younger brother feels bad and off because he doesn’t have a home while the other brother thinks the my world is my home. But the younger brother slips away from older brother and creates his own home. The two brothers are cautious of each other because they are now different. This book reads like a Kipling Just So Story, except it’s much sadder and has a different connotation. When I read this, I see the plight of a homeless person the argument from some that the world is their home. Or how the homeless can feel separate and different from their family. However the back of the book we learn that this is a story passed down from a Traveler. According to the book, Travelers are a nomadic tribe of Irish people. Being a story that is passed down, and the implications of the Traveler culture, that changes the story a bit. Knowing that bit at the end makes this story have two very different meanings. However, this book still feels sad. The illustrations are beautiful but this is not a story I would want to read over and over and over again. Just for the feeling left when you close the pages. ( )