A Place to Call Home
We reached these shores under the first full moon. Tasalio made the sea here rich beyond measure. We slept deeply, and knew nothing of the dangers of this place. Tawhoa offered us living wood, and Valako was kind. We sang for the bounty of our new home, and to Ramako, and to the beautiful Arohongui as she watched from Lani Hua’s palace in the sky. We found abandoned homes. Others lived here before us. This was a sign that we had chosen well. We didn’t see the statues until much later.
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Singing in the Dark
On the night of the full moon, one among us vanished. When the second month passed and another of our number vanished on the full moon, concern began to arise. The statues… Karui men and women running and screaming… terrified. They are crying out, silent, unmoving, about some danger behind me. I am fearful, but when I turn, there is nothing there.
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None Remain
I chased them through the jungle, begging them to stop. A cave opened, one that I had never seen before, and everyone I had ever known descended into it with joy. Evil lurked in the darkness, fleshy mouths open and shaking, awaiting a feast. That close, I could feel it in my body. They must have been singing… and only I could not hear it. So, I stabbed one. I fled farther and faster than most, eventually stumbling upon this third camp, even older than the last. This is a place of death. Whole tribes have settled this island before us… and they never left. Some of us survived that night, but another is coming, as Arohongui waxes full once more…
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