The hungry moon spilled over the darkened water, the sky an echo of mystery yet uncovered. This luminous orb traveled slowly, manically, enlightening each new plot of land and sea in its midst. The moon gradually lifted its head across the island to the ominous cave dwelling. The paintings displayed on its rocky canvas started to slowly separate from the wall. Some headed towards the water, and others towards the fire to honor the Messenger. She communicated to the tribe with the use of his vocal chords while others gathered around with their instruments to worship the Gods above.
The boats returned from their nightly fishing hunt with the sacrifice that keeps them protected and in good graces with the Gods. The largest fish was put atop the stony altar as the winning fisherman beat the golden drum. the waves slowly crashed behind it, dragging the glorious sacrifice back into the sea and up to the hungry Gods.
The moon guided the tribe back to their rock dwelling as she hid herself behind the bright sun. As they settled back into their rocky cave wall for their daily slumber, they couldn't wait for her guidance the next night to begin the ritual again.
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