"We still have no light..."
An excerpt from an experimental serial novel published on the digital spaces, The Promise of Shaconage.
“As the possum traveled toward the east where the light was to be found it began to grow stronger and bigger until it dazzled his eyes,” Yufala continued his story. “The possum screwed up his screwed up his eyes to keep out the bright light.
“Even today, if you notice, the possum’s eyes are almost shut and he comes out of his house only at night.”
The children laughed.
“All the same, the possum kept going toward the east, clear to the other side of the world,” Yufala said. “There he found the sun.
“He snatched from the sun a little piece of it and hid it in the fur of his fine bushy tail.
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“But the sun was so hot it burned off all the fur of his fine bushy tail and by the time the possom got home his tail was a bare as it is today.
“‘Oh dear,’ the animals said when the possum returned. ‘Our brother lost his fine bushy tail and we still have no light.’
“‘I’ll go,’ said the buzzard. ‘I have more sense than to put the sun on my tail. I’ll but it on my head.’
“And, so, the buzzard set off for the east, flying as fast as he could toward the other side of the world where the sun would be found.
“Because the buzzard flies so high the sun-keeping people, now on the lookout for sun thieves, could not see him way up in the sky.
“When he was sure the sun-keeping people were not watching the buzzard dived straight down out of the sky, just the way he does today, and caught a piece of the sun in his claws.”