Chapter 7

It was still dark around the small lake at the bottom of the chute, while the morning sun gilded the peaks of the mountain ridge baring the Bredd-ström course. Tsemo rose, shook of the fatigue of the day before, and bowed three times to the east. In a low voice he greeted the new morning with an ancient hymn, well aware that the thundering waters were drowning out his song:

Of old was the age when Ymir lived;

Sea nor cool waves, nor sand there were;

Earth had not been, nor heaven above,

But a yawning gap, and grass nowhere.

Then Bur's sons lifted the level land,

Mithgarth the mighty there they made;

The sun from the south warmed the stones of earth,

And green was the ground with growing leeks.

The sun, the sister of the moon, from the south

Her right hand cast over heaven's rim;

No knowledge she had where her home should be,

The moon knew not what might was his,

The stars knew not | where their stations were.

Then Tsemo went to the lake and came back with a beaker of fresh water. Three times he walked around his sleeping friends. The young shaman besprinkled them with water and asked holy beings to bless the day.

The parting was a sad one. Kester, Ver and their rescued brothers decided to walk back to the village by foot while Aegir, Buri and Tsemo shouldered the dugout to carry it down the steep trail to the bottom of the rapid.

The parting present of Cantu to Tsemo was his knife, “You will need a sharp knife, my little big brother!” he smiled sadly, “At the moment I its useless for me because of my bad shoulder. Remember me! I always will miss you!” Hermo added a flint and a pouch with tinder, which was wet because of the wreckage, “Tsemo you have to dry the tinder for some days. Then it will do his job nicely. I swapped the tinder last summer on my way to the solstice for a young raven.” Kester bequeath his bow to Tsemo and Ver added some arrows. „We can do without it. I don’t think we will run into hostile groups on our way back home!”

It was not easy to carry the heavy dugout down to the bottom of the cataract. The trail was slippery and Tsemo was not much of a help to Aegir and Buri because he was nearly two heads shorter than the two. Aegir and Buri carried boat on both ends on their shoulders, while Tsemo tried to support the middle section of it with his arms stretched high. They hid the boat at the foot of the waterfall among the reeds and then went back up the trail two times more to get the paddles and the others supplies.

Tied to a tree stump the dugout bobbed up and down in the small lake at the foot of the rapid. The supplies were already stored away in the boxes of birch-bark in the belly of the boat and tightly covered with the tarpaulin to keep them dry.

The transport of the boat and the supplies, the endeavours of the last days and the warm rays of the spring sun made Buri feel tired. He popped down in the soft young grass, leaned back against a washed up tree trunk and smiled at Aegir, “Aren’t you tired also? Let’s rest for a moment before we start the next stage of our trip!”

With a sigh of relief Aegir put the paddles into the boat, walked over, made himself comfortable in the grass putting his head in Buri’s lap! Closing his eyes, “That was trip going down the chutes! Trying to get the boys!” he sighted, “I don´t want to do it a second time!” smiling with closed eyes, “It’s so great to relax with you! I missed to be with you alone!”

While Buri ruffled Aegir´s ginger hair he suddenly had the uncomfortable feeling that someone was closely watching them. Looking around his eyes met the one of Tsemo, stepping out of the low forest. Tsemo was watching them curiously with a questioning and envying expression in his face. “Come closer Tsemo! Join us!” Buri called.

Aegir, without opening his eyes, “Yes, join us Tsemo! Come closer. Make yourself comfortable in Buri´s lap also! You will like it!”

Tsemo hesitated, “Do you really invite me to join you? I do not want to intrude into your friendship! I am….!” he trailed off.

“You can’t stay a stranger any longer, if you want to go with us to Ta-Seti. Come closer! As you can see Aegir and I love each other! Aegir and I, we love each other since the day he rescued my life. Don´t be silly, come and rest your head in my lap also and share our love!”

Tsemo settled down and put his head into Buri´s lap along side of Aegir´s. Buri suddenly began to dissolve into giggles. First he took a strand of Aegir´s ginger hair and then one of Tsemo’s fair ones and began to wave a red-blond braid using both strands in turn. “Hey now I have a boyfriend with two heads, two bodies, four arms and for legs but only one gorgeous braid!”

Tsemo relaxed and his face brightened, “That’s the time I was waiting for so long ! I left the shamans´ community because I wanted to choose my friends by myself. I didn’t want other people to decide my future, neither the holy men nor others, by no means. I choose you at the risk of being rejected and now you made me part of your bond of friendship.”

Now Aegir answered with a laugh, “I tell you Tsemo! Buri is a demanding friend!”

“Don´t tell him all our secrets at the first day!” Buri warned Aegir, but just the blink of an eye later he bowed down and kissed his friend on his lips. When Tsemo shot him a bewildered glance, Buri bowed down kissed Aegir a second time but this time much longer. Then he turned to Tsemo and kissed him also, while Aegir commented, “You have to get used to Buri’s kisses, he likes to kiss and” grinning, “do even more!”

Now it was Buri´s time to dissolve into giggles, “I tell you Tsemo, Aegir is the best kisser you one can imagine. I bet he will prove it to you as soon as I disentangle your hairs.”

Aegir hadn’t time to prove it, as there was some rustling in the under-wood, followed by happy barking. A small dog darted straight across the beach, jumped up to him and licked his face.

“Blue-eye is it you? Hey doggy, Hermo would have been glad to see you alive! But he is gone!” When the Blue-eye bent his head and whimpered Aegir ruffled his fur, “Don´t grieve doggy, you got me now and Buri and Tsemo! Look Tsemo need someone to keep him warm in cold nights!”

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Until dusk they had passed three villages, one on the left bank two at the right. Once in a while they were greeted by people busy at the bank of the stream. Once they even were invited to trade in some fishes by fishermen returning from the fishing grounds. However the three preferred to stayed mid-rivers because they had enough provisions for the next days and wanted to cover the maximum distance possible before settling down for the night. Just when the sickle of moon rose above the horizon they passed a hamlet and decided to go ashore.

The villagers received the strangers full of distrust, but after a short interview with the village elders they were given permission to stay inside the fortification surrounding the hamlet. But before they got the permission to do so, they had to place their weapons in custody of the headman.

They were closely watched by the residents while walking to the old hay shed assigned to them for the night. Especially Buri felt uneasy, because he thought his dark skin was attracting the curiosity of the villagers. But this was not the case. Tsemo caused the sensation. He still was wearing the long white coat of a shaman and a necklace made of the pierced stones. Attached to the necklace was a flute made of the wing bone of the eagle owl. The coat was stained with dirt nonetheless it showed that Tsemo belonged to the class of shamans.

They hardly had time to settle down in the old shed when the headman arrived. He turned to Tsemo “Holy man may invite you and your well-travelled companions to a treat in my home in the name of all villagers. Everyone awaits your coming. Forgive us the unkind welcome, but only lately evil men betrayed our trust and not only tried to rob us, but also gave our children a bad disease.” When Tsemo looked to Aegir and Buri for permission, he continued in a hurry, “Please accept our invitation, you can even have your weapons back!”

“We accept your invitation, dear Sir!” Aegir bowed his head in agreement, “It’s an honour to accept your invitation!”

After the meal, all villagers gathered around the guests. Buri and Aegir attracted the eager attention of the men and of youngsters of both sexes. Tsemo however was monopolized by the young mothers carrying their babies and the elderly women. Only one boy, a lanky kid with a scar on his cheek, stayed with the women and kept close to Tsemo following everyone of his words.

“Holy man!” a broad-hipped matron addressed Tsemo, “Please! Have a look at our little ones! Since the men from the mountains tried to rob us at midwinter our little ones are sick! The sun is shining now and the spring flowers are blooming, but our little ones are still sick and seem to get feebler from day to day! They need your help Holy Man, they need your blessings!”

Tsemo was surprised to be called “holy”. He never had thought of himself as a “Holy Man”. A bashful smile crossed his face. He asked one of the young mothers’s to hand him her baby, untucked it and examined the weeping baby. Then he asked for the next baby and examined it also. After the third one he was sure they suffered from baby colic. But he was surprised about the epidemic manner of the disease.

“What do you feed the babies?” was his fist question, “Do you feed them just breast milk? Or do you supplement the breast milk with other food?” When the young mothers did swear to feed the babies with breast-milk only, he continued “And have you changed your diet?”

The young mothers adjourned to a corner of the room whispering. Then the boldest approached Tsemo, “The vile men left a big bag with seeds, they called them tic beans. I found it and since that time we eat it. We grind the seeds up, boil them to mash, sweeten it with honey and this keeps us full the whole day long. Everyone likes this new kind of food!”

 “You stay full and you have to fart all day, all day and night! Am I right?” When the young women nodded their assent, he told them, “You have to abstain from this food! Your babies get sick from drinking your milk! Abstain!” When the women looked blank, “The breastfed-babies are getting sick drinking your milk! To keep your babies peaceful swing them a little bit when they start crying and let them suckle your finger. Furthermore you have to brew a strong potion of caraway and fennel seed and feed the potion to the babies till the trouble is gone. And in the evening let them suck on a tiny pouch filled with poppy-seed. This will keep them peaceful the whole night.”

“And our men?” the youngest of the women asked Tsemo, “Should they abstain also?”

“Do they breast-feed the babies?” Tsemo laughed, “No, they don´t, am I right?”

“But!” the young woman smiled and her face went crimson, “Since they eat the beans they are hot like stray dogs! They want to do us night and day!” and the other women giggled in embarrassment but nodded their assent.

The lanky boy with scar on the cheek blushed embarrassed and his scar turned purple. He left the group on the spot and didn’t stay with other youngsters either, but left the place.

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Aegir, Buri and Tsemo turned in very late at night. Last year’s hay was dry and while Aegir and Buri made their bed in the darkest corner of the shed, Tsemo decided to take Blue-eye for a little walk. The young shaman wanted to contemplate his situation. More than ever he felt as an invader in the close relationship between Aegir and Buri. Despite their short acquaintance he knew that somewhat kept the two together, that was more than friendship and brotherly love. He suspected they were lovers and he wanted to be the last one to interfere wit their relationship.

Wandering along in the faint light of the moon he became lost between the houses and gardens. Suddenly Blue-eye began to snarl and the hoarse voice of a boy in puberty was breaking the silence of the night, “Hush doggy, hush!” he tried to appease the dog and then asked “Holy Man! Please, please let me ask you a question.” and out of the shade of a shed a lanky person approached Tsemo timidly.

“Is that you, the lanky boy who was watching me so intensely while I examined the babies?” Tsemo draw in the cool night air, “Sure, it must be you!” turning to the dog, “Blue-eye hush! Be a good dog. It’s a friend of mine!” Then he turned to the strange boy, “Why did you suddenly run away? Was it my fault?” When the boy didn’t answer “Sure, go ahead and ask what ever you want to know. And in the meantime you walk me back to the shed where we are sleeping. I lost the way in the dark.”

Nearly unhearable the boy began, “I, I……” then his voice trailed off, but he gathered courage again when Tsemo took his hand, “I want to become a Shaman like you! A Shaman, a healer, somebody who can foretell the future and look back into the past!” when Tsemo didn’t answer immediately, he added “I do not want to become a sorcerer, someone who brings disaster upon people! Please Master take me as your student.”

Tsemo stopped and looked up to the boy who about a half-ahead bigger, “They are calling you Laong! Is that your name? It’s a rare name.” when the boy nodded, “Laong, becoming a shaman is a long way! I lived with a holy man for more than five years! I learned about the realm of the gods, about giants and the three Norns, about the way of the mortals, about sickness and dead, but I never learned how to foretell the future or look back in the dark past! I never was taught to perform magic and conjure people or wake up dead. I have not even completed my education after these five long years. Do you really want to achieve all this knowledge?”

“Yes I want! Please Master let me be your student!”

Tsemo tried to warn him one time more “It’s a long way and a hard way! And….” Tsemo rose his voice, “I have no right to teach you, no, not at all! I am not an anoint Shaman. I am just a run-away novice myself!”

Laong crocked! Suddenly the tall boy looked like a lost child close to crying. Tsemo was moved, “If you are profoundly convinced that I am the right one to teach you then you may come along! I will teach you all I know, but I never will be able to anoint you as shaman!”

A long silence followed. Only Blue-eye’s rummaging in the shrubs broke the silence, “I come with you, Holy Man! I come with you! I have to!”

Tsemo warned him for the last time, “We will be travelling a long way to a place far away. We are searching for the sun. We are searching for the house where the sun lives! Nobody knows this place!”

Back at the hay shed, Tsemo said to Laong “Good night! Tomorrow morning I have to ask Aegir and Buri, if you can take part at the sun quest and you have to ask your parent for permission to join us!”

“I am on my own! I don’t need a permission to join you!”

“Then you have to say Good Bye to your friends!”

“I do not have friends! All the boys hate me like poison! I am the stranger!” he expressed his disappointment about his peers and a moment later he asked “Can I stay with you and your friends this night already?”

“The air is crisp and I have only this coat as a cover. You better go and sleep at home!”

“Master, wait for me please! I am back soon.”

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Unwillingly Aegir left his bed in the hay. He had to take a morning leak. Stealing out of the shed he got a sneak peak at an unfamiliar fur cover at the further end of the dim shed. Subconsciously he registered two shocks of hair, a blond one and a maroon one. The fair, nearly white hair belonged to Tsemo, he knew instantly. But who was the one with the maroon hair? Did Tsemo score with a girl? Back in the shed he tried a closer look! The figure spooning Tsemo was a boy, a boy with a scar on his cheek! Not a girl! Now he remembered “Scar-face”, the lanky boy showing more interest in Tsemo’s art of healing than in their tales. Back under the cover he dug Buri in the ribs. “Hi sleepy-head! Great news! Yesterday Tsemo has won the heart of somebody! Guess whose heart!”

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Buri rose to his feet, “It’s that boy Laong, the freak! Who took a liking to whom? Tsemo to Laong or Laong to Tsemo?” Then a thought crossed his mind. “Do you think Laong will come along with us?” he grinned from ear to ear, “Aegir, my dear! This would fix our problem! Buri and Aegir and Tsemo and Laong! Tsemo would have no reason to be jealous of our love and what’s even more important: he would understand that love is the greatest of all feelings.”

Buri seemed to posses telepathic powers. Tsemo woke up with a start and realized the favourable situation in just a moment, “That’s Laong!” pointing at the maroon shock of hair, “He wished to become a Shaman, he told me that this is the desire of his heart. He asked me to be his teacher. I declined three times, but when he asked a last time, I agreed to become his guide but not his teacher, because I am still a novice.” Becoming aware of the implication of his proposal, his heart missed a beat and nervously he added, “It’s for you to decide if Laong can come along! I know you can overrule my silly word, but please let Laong become a sun seeker too!” then smiling hesitantly, “We would be two couple of friends, Aegir and Buri and Laong and Tsemo! Wouldn’t we make up an invincible team?”

Meanwhile Laong was wide awake. He dodged behind Tsemo and his scar was burning with embarrassment.

“And?” Aegir challenged Laong. “What can you contribute to our ambitious venture?”

Laong went pale, his heartbeat dropped, his courage dropped and he was about to run, when Tsemo pulled him to his side. “Tell Aegir and Buri that you are bright, that you are strong, a bold fighter and last not least that you are used to care for your own. Tell them that you will try to achieve the knowledge of a rightful shaman and you will never use your power to hurt people.”

Buri eyed the two very carefully, “I was hopping you yourself would tell us about your qualities for this ambitious project, Laong! But you are shy, I understand. You can prove all these qualities before we arrive in the country where my father met my mother. If you can’t, our ways will part and you have to find you way back by your own.”

Laong turned beet red and dropped his gaze, “I…., I…..!”

“It’s alright!” Aegir interfered politely, “I bet you will prove your qualities soon enough. But have you asked your parents for permission? They may not like your decision!”

“I do not need to ask anybody! The village people will be happy to get rid of me! I am just a piece of shit left back.”

While the three still tried to assimilate the information, Laong turned to leave, but stopped in the door, “Don’t wait for me at the landing. I will drive ahead of you and wait for you at the Isle of the Three Trees.

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