Hello, I'm Dan Luces. From the backwoods of Minto in the sleepy town of Guinobatan, province of Albay. And I like to dwell in the past and bring it to the present. I grew up with tradition, and the secluded tales from the woods that shaped my curiosity. I have been fascinated by our own epic, mythologies and festivals in all of Bicol region. Just so you know that the epic Ibalong is unfinished; and that is where I came in.
Let me welcome you to our land, where the spell of industrialism is now taking place. Slowly, our beliefs had been disintegrated for us to cope up in our everyday lives. I'm afraid that our roots are dying, and that our gods now disappeared. But we still encounter traces of the enemy. They are still here, and we are left by our guides. Even our proud healers are now vanishing, and without an heir to pass the gift that is. I never wanted for us to disappear. So with the help of the collected stories of our elders during occasions, prayer for the dead, and chant during festivals. I give you the Ibalon universe.
I have written short stories since grade school. I'm also formulating a collection of poem even from back then. I want to show you our land before we disappear. I want you to know how our ancestors fought beast of all kind to establish our home. I wanted you to know that we are the proud children of the hidden land of Ibalon.
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Histoires par Dan Luces
- 2 Histoires Publiées
Nang Ang Magbobote Ay Namatay
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May isang kamatayan ang bihira at kapag naganap ay pinagaagawan ng mga taga sunod ng dilim at liwanag ang kal...
Lost in Ibalon (How I Disappeared)...
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It all started with a hobby, and then now I am lost. They got my parents, and I am forced to leave the comfor...