The village children laughed and giggled with excitement as they finished
sewing up the dummy. The wore blue wax over their noses to protect them form
the smell. The had filled it was ceramic jars of excrement, rotten fish
parts, rancid meat and fouled bait with some spices to give it an authentic
Milakanur smell. It was the finale of their personal hygiene training, and
Teotaken himself was coming to give them the candies, brushes, toothpicks
and combs they had earned. The men of the village hoisted the dummies up
above the river.
At the front of procession Grand chief Dheskerallai of the Panchayyah
nation stood strong pumping his legendary war spear tree cutter in the air
to the cheers and whoops of the crowd. On his back he carried the standards
of the 7 temples and the great Panchayyah houses.
He rode a fearsome beast that had been tamed by the temple shaman after it
left the ancient toxic jungle of the Bhaktim. The body was a giant ridged
turtle like shell, but the head was that of a long necked sea serpent. The
opening in the rear of the shell gave opening to a metallic shining fluked
tail. The openings on the side revealed flippers, stout tentacles for
walking and long tentacles for grabbing. It was one of many monstrosities
released from the toxic jungle of the Bhaktim. Many of whom rested in the
great sleeping caverns below the forgotten Avarean cities of the tribes. .
It was tradition to have warriors shoot flaming arrows into the dummies the
children, But the grand chief had a special surprise for the children. He
knelt down and rubbed a colored spot on the creatures shell. It reared back
it's neck, and sacks's near it's cheek and neck began to swell. I spat forth
a burning ball of acidic phlegm. The decimated the dummies before they could
even drop to the water. The children threw up their arms while they splashed
and shouted on the shore ecstatically. Honored son Teotaken's boat rowed
towards them . He stood smiling on the fore resplendent in orange feathers.
The beloved tattooed Hairless water dogs of the tribes, the Panchuahua ,
splashed into the water and swam around the boat having smelled the treats.
Teotaken and his honored brides hand out bundles with ivory toothpicks,
brushes and combs, small toys and sweet candies to the great swell of
enthusiastic children running to the shore.
Other rafts held many of the great chieftains wives who were eager to see
their families in the villages, and show off their children. He had a grand
harmony of of wives, 7 brides from 7 temples. There was a great deal of
catching up to be done, and many children to marry on these village
holidays.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
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