Songs Of Psalmist (What Is My Purpose)

CHAPTER 5 (Father & He)

Village, a small village below the map of this world. You see, in this world, the map should not be drawn on a rectangular sheet. For the world is circular in shape, where seas rule its circumference.

Fields of berries and sugar canes, rice and fruits abounds. She is surrounded by them, where the villagers tends and gathers. If you know the Pinoy folk song, Bahay Kubo, not one of these vegetables can't be seen in the Village.

At her bottom, trees and beasts lurks at that forest, where the villagers hunt.

At the east, not so close and yet not so far, beholds another village where two active volcanoes seem to guard it. At the west afar, we can see a lake stretching over to the open seas of the north, where we can see the other lands.

She is the Eden of the villagers. Not everything you want are present there, but everything you need can be picked up everywhere. You just need to do some small deeds for her, like nurturing, foraging, and hunting.

Her houses were built out of sticks, woods, ropes, and leaves. Have you seen a chicken coop in a barrio? Those materials were formed like that; a roof looking triangular prism, with no doors and windows. But its true beauty and wonder is not really seen from the outside, rather let's go in and we shall see, that inside the prism is just like a spacious sala room. Coz the other rooms are in the deeps of their houses, underground, like bunkers. The villagers call it as 'sanctuary'. Though she is surrounded by waters at the north and in the west, her land is high enough that floods can't enter when storm comes.

Even though, they are underground, the humidity & moist there keeps it well ventilated and their drainage are well made so that rain will not fill it up. And they have those shining light pellets collected from ores that can be found from caves at the west. Ever seen those glow in dark figures you attach in your ceiling and walls? Instead of green dim lights, the light pellets shines white lights so brightly when ignited, but they are disposables when the energy's consumed.

Every house has its own individuality of interior designs (depends on the characteristic of the family that lives there), but the prism form outside are just about the same in every block.

Mind you, the villagers are stylish when it comes to wearing clothes for everyday use, to dresses for parties and events. Stylish, but not fancy; they're such minimalist people. Each of them has their own simplistic trendy style, depends on their characteristics and attitude.

In this civilization's age, there was no kingdom, no territories, thus, no war. Everything lives in harmony with nature.

None, until the vile fruit came and was tasted...

That was her image before, but when Fire came for the first time, and suddenly brought its wrath upon her, all her beauty was corrupted.

The houses were well built for rains, storms and floods, but not with fire.

After the first attack, everything was left in ruins. Every house was turned into ashes, every attractions, and even sanctuaries. Though filled in sorrow and grief, the villagers helped each other to rebuild their motherland for they sense that a second wave is underway.

For the second attack, they can say that they were prepared. But not as soldiers prepared in a battlefield, for they were no warriors. They were just a village of hunters and foragers.