The man-scout squeakers through the layer of clayen-eared figurines in a forge of ancient splendor and out through a more narrow as well as damp escape hatch of an unmapped bangwa cave. Enggulya must be back to his real station at once. The rain has stopped and has given him this diminutive window to virtually roll through. Built like a rough granite pecas-speckled medium-sized boulder with crooked broadness all around, yet standing at a mere one and three quarters of a galleon-builder’s plank, Enggulya has been the alakayo, the designated clown of the Suyo islands during the borrowed festivities of the colonists, ever since the first of Colonel Loncoise’s men arrived to their island and submitted the whole of Palawan as a token to the Pacific exonumia of the ruling King and Queen of Spain
