The woman of veiled heart props her chin up and realizes she is just a few steps away from the edge of a dense thicket leading to the white-sanded beach. And to her destination – the prayer hut.
The provisions of food and wine and tobacco, offerings for the Lai, should already be there as Enggulya guaranteed to her. But she still has much preparation to make for the long-delayed pangabas. This has been one of the island’s secret sacred occasions the Spanish colonists haves never discovered yet, the rarest of occasions where the two factions of the whole Suyonon tribe of the islands would make a Sanduguan. a truce, to show to their gods a united and harmonious community. Even for a brief and precious period of time. But this is enough time for the Suyonon Oflodor and the Panggadong Lerma t
