We settle in our near island in a great curve of the Oh-Hi-Yo, living well, growing our Three Sisters. Our neighbors wear discs around their neck which reflect a yellow light. We name them Sun People. Our Sun People neighbors invite us to work for them.
They also plant corn, yet do not know beans nor squash. They invite us to come work for them, growing their corn and carrying their loads, and they will feed, clothe , and protect us. We hide our laughter at their impertinence, yet choose to send some of us in rota to learn what we can about growing corn and their way of monumental building. We are at it for too long.