Kolonkan saw her old house jumped off her horse and ran inside. She spun around looking at the fireplace, the old walls, her feet moving in grass, leaves and palm fronds. “It seems smaller?” She looked at her brother.
“I know–because now you are bigger.”
Kolonkan came outside and hugged her brother. Tears welled in her eyes. “We are home.”
“You know I didn’t think I could feel this way again. I thought we would be away forever, but now that we are here I don’t ever want to leave.”
“I know brother. It feels like a dream. Promise me we will stay.”
He hugged her, “if the spirits will it, if the mansas can talk to them again, if they fight with us.”
The Spirits of the Land 