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Show 17* "It is all ri-ht, Moana. Only the gods of unrest torment my soul this night for some reason." "I know. I have the same feeling." Their hands touched, an^ they sought comfort in the closeness of each other's body and spirit in the darkness. Before the first rays of dax«m fell unon the land, a strange thunderous noise awakened the village, Roa sat upright, his senses alert. The sound x-:as unfamiliar and a strange scent hung in the still morning air- "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound was sometimes close, sometimes farther away. "What is it?" cried Moana. "What are those frightening sounds?" "I know not," he shouted, grabbing his greenstone patu. "Stay!" he shouted at Moana and rushed from the whare. Roa saw his father nick un his weapon. "My son," Turi yelled hoarsely. "The Pakeha have killed our guards and are unon us." Roa saw the spurts of red flame cut through |