There! That valley is home, it is the place of the people. Our days of long walk are almost over, the people will welcome you little god. I pray to your father the great brightness in the day sky, that he has not punished the people for having let your brother die. But the winds was strong and the sky water was falling heavy, and the old priest was weak and fell. When he stood again, your brother was gone and his food was cold. It was the priest's job to find one of you little gods but so old and weak was he that the elders told me to find one of you and bring you back to the people. Soon, we will be with the people, but first I get some dry grass and twigs to feed you. I can not let you so close to the valley of the people. Do you remember little god, the day I found you? Many of your brothers was dancing in the trees and eating dead plants, living plants, and all the animals that they touched. They were came at me, I was scared that they would eat me too. I came to find one of you, but there were so many! I could not look at them, I hid. They ate and ate. They ate everything. When they were gone they left you behind but left you no food but that one small branch. They left you behind to starve, and you would have once you ate that one branch. I found you and took you and gave you the soft dry grass that I had brought as a gift. You ate that food, and before you finished eating, I found more so that you would not die. You made me warm and gave me light at night. You scared away the bad animals so that I could sleep well at night. Now with the people, you will have much to eat. Soon, you will be given much food, you will grow and you will give the people your warmth and light. You will cook our food, and make us safe at night. You will have a good home with the people, little child of the great bright god who give light and life to the world. Now you have more food eat well and we go now. Tonight little god child we will be with the people. Rendered in Terragen Postwork with GIMP Thank you for viewing, Pangor