"The lord **** bears witness! Dear grandma Yamabe, we came here on a long boat, we traveled across long coasts and waves, and we never coveted the territory and property of each tribe. We met you and reunited with our brothers who had been separated for thousands of years. The slightest malice, only the brotherhood from the heart!..."

A bonfire was lit in the shaman's big tent, and the flames were not big. The faint green smoke of pine branches floated from the fire, and floated to the sky along the flue. The sky is the red curtain of the setting sun, covering the

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