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Hanakahi gripped the edge of the canoe tightly. Kapono had already told him what had happened at the shires, and, honestly, he fucking called it. From the moment the Aetherian ships had gotten close to the islands, Hanakahi could tell that was something was missing, and, sure enough, it was. Hanakahi didn’t know what the Pae’ainaiians did the upset the gods in his absence, but it must have been horrible for them to be acting the way they were. Nā Pepeiaohao, as stoic and imposing as ever, loomed over the small fleet of canoes. Aetherians, Pu’uwaiians, and Paorangis alike were hutted together, trying to keep their balan

Though he could recall being their once before, Pu’uwai seemed different to Hanakahi. The constant drizzle was definitely a large contributor to the alien feeling the island was giving off, but that wasn’t the only thing that was strange; it felt strangely empty, as if a part of the island’s usual energy had been stolen from it and its thief had absconded to some far off corner of the ocean. The Aetherians didn’t notice, and they had no reason to, the island was unfamiliar to them, but the Pu’uwaian’s did, despite their attempts to hide it. They smiled and insisted that the protectors of the islands were s

It was so cold. It was a tundra, of course it would be cold, Hanakahi knew that when he agreed to go. It did not make it any easier on him though. Foresight 20/20, presentsight also 20/20 but still very uncomfortable. He should have bought something warm to wear; he should have brought anything to wear. He was in the center of an unfinished fort, kneeling in front of one of the many logs that the others had collected, smoothing it down with a plane so that it could be used as a support beam. As uncomfortable as he was in the cold, he was happy that he did not end up having to venture out into the cold himself. He had been able to convince t