Dindi saw now that the half-dozen Tavaedies and two dozen boys and girls stood on a forested cliff buff with a view of the sea on the far horizon. Pale morning light flooded a lovely expanse of land below them, meadows pimpled by artificial hills. Autumn tinted the fields and trees shades of citron and cinnamon. At the top of each man-made hill, a log stockade enclosed dome shaped houses. Cold tingles skipped down her back when she considered how close she had come to running off that cliff during her blind escape attempt.
“Abiono! Did you rescue us already?" Hadi asked. He rubbed his eyes.
“No, i***t," Tamio said, giving Hadi a disgusted look. “Don't you get it? The mock k********g is part of Initiation. Isn't it, Uncle?"
“Yes." Abiono winced as he adjusted his costume. “Learning to fa
