Sunny and his kinfolk Were content with their way of life.
And he was willing to risk his life, to save the people he loved....
This was his time.
But he was compelled by a duty to find out.
But what could it be? Could they negotiate with this violent foe? Could they form a pact? Could they create a kind of alliance? Sunny had no idea.
Their clan needed anOther solution.
They would push them into the sea, the mountains or the desert.
But these imperialists would surely follow.
They could flee.
They had already killed hundreds-of-thousands of indigenous people.
But their enemies Were strong.
They could wage war on these imposters.
Sunny and his kinfolk faced the toughest decision in their history...
They Were beholden to a never-ending list of outlandish concepts; things such as Hierarchy, Patriarchy, Monarchy, Monogamy, God, Punishments, Ownership, Inequality, Money, Work and Tax.
And they had no sense of freedom.
They Were possessed by an insatiable desire to consume.
They Were not content with their lot.
They exploited the earth; imposing monocultures and intensive farming.
These people did not live with the earth.
And they had the most peculiar set of habits.
They even dressed differently.
They smelled different.
Appearing out of nowhere, these aliens looked completely different.
But a strange and foreign people had ideas of their own...
They could have lived like this forever.
They formed a temporary city, feasted, held dances and played games.
In the rainy season, they united with the rest of their tribe.
They hunted whenever they chose, gathered an array of plants, told stories, and took part in debates.
During the dry season, their clan lived alone.
Sunny and his kinfolk Were content with their way of life
