The assembly looked as if they had received a mortal blow. Oromico sat down and his paunch seemed extremely large to Ana. His limp hair hung across his chest and his even limper penis swung between his legs. He suddenly looked like an old man. “How long will they stay, these gods?” He snared “For the first time they will stay only nine moons or days.” “Tell us again what will happen, great seer.” The Behique looked humbled and Ana felt sorry for him. She was now a great seer. She repeated her story and then said quietly, “be thankful Yamaye will not be occupied by these men for many years to come, not until fifteen years after the first arrival. There is time to hide, time to plan.” CHAPTER EIGHTEEN Juan sat under a tree and watched as Colón demanded that the natives work for the men. The naked, dark-skinned men, some of them looking ill, stood in silence.
