Lomai was the level-headed, sweet, charming young woman of the village, and was a close friend with the village chief, Iapo. Lomai and Iapo had been friends since they were little, and when Iapo became chief, he had told Lomai he saw "big things" in her future.
Now, Lomai was thirty-two years old, and was watching the clouds like she always did. Over these few days, the clouds seemed to spell out an omen, possibly the doom of the tribe. Lomai knew she could do her "happy lucky dance" and hope it worked, or warn Iapo to get the villagers and resources to higher ground.
But she was torn; what did she do? It really wouldn't hurt if there was no storm and everyone was safe, and it seemed more likely that the clouds were spelling a terrible storm. Desperate, Lomai turned to her Guiding Hand; who encouraged her to warn Iapo. The Guiding Hand said that if there was no storm, it was, "No harm, no foul."
Now, a few days later, Lomai warned Iapo about the clouds. Iapo, who already knew that Lomai was accurate almost all of the time, one of the reasons she had accensded to the rank of Master Scientist before the age of eighteen, decided to believe her, and moved the villagers to higher ground; the elders, the children, everyone in the middle and all resources to higher ground.
Then, a crash of thunder, a frightening wind, torrents of rain; the villagers watched, wide eyed. Lomai gasped; she had been correct! The Guiding Hand, who had accompied the villagers, patted Lomai on the head for her bravery.
The storm seemed to go on forever and ever, when it finally ended. Many of the village landmarks; the ampitheater, the alchemy lab, the hospital area, were all nearly underneath a foot of water. The adults went to work to clean up the village, and then the tribe returned. Lomai was hailed as a hero, and the Guiding Hand treated Lomai to some new clothes, and Iapo and Lomai had a child.
But, as with most stories, Lomai the Hero faded into a myth. Many generations later, Lomai's story was constantly being told, although many people did not believe that the story of Lomai the Hero was a true one. Many of the village Elders agreed; if an incident similair to the incident of Lomai the Hero ever occured again, then these new generations would believe...
The end.
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Everything that is, or was, began with a dream. ~ Lavagirl