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Show - 1Q7 - Ahead of him iutted Te. Maunga Nui Irihia, The Great Mountain of Irihia. Its neak could not be seen for it pierced clear through a cover of clouds and reached nigh to the very dwelling nlace of the throne of the Supreme Being, the Nameless God, I_o. the Parentless. The canoe scraoed. ashore to a sound that seemed alien and frightening in the deathly echoing silence. Roa culled it on the beach near the base of the Great Mountain. He would rest, take nourishment, and begin his climb by daylight. The ascent of Irihia would take two days and two nights. Daybreak brought no change in the stillness. Roa's body felt numb from the cold. He could build no fire for there was no dry wood. Briskly he rubbed his stiff and aching limbs. He took two of his warmest cloaks, and from other warm woven and feathered materials made bindings for his feet and a covering for his head. A small sack slung around his neck carried dried fish and. berries. He started his ascent. The higher each step carried, him, the more his fear mounted. Things he knew, he feared not. But |