The Island Of Voices

 Chapter 1 – The Sorcerer’s Secret

 Chapter 2 – A Jealous Heart
 Chapter 3 – Back to the Island
 Chapter 4 – The Island of Voices
 Chapter 5 – Keola’s Decision
 Chapter 6 – Back home in Molokai

Chapter 1 – The Sorcerer’s Secret

A long time ago, there was a man living on the island of Hawaii named Keola. He was married to a woman
named Lehua who had a strange father. Her father was one of the last of the sorcerers and her father’s
name was Kalamake. They all lived together in a very large house in the city of Molokai, near the ocean of
Hawaii.

Kalamake could use the old magic, the deep magic and even the evil magic. Kalamake could read the future
in the stars, he could trap the souls of the dead and even make them obey him for a time and he could change
his body into the size and shape of a giant. He used this magic to make himself powerful . He was often
consulted when villagers and city people needed to know their future and even the king of Hawaii often
called on him to get his advice and counsel. Many villagers and city people asked him to read their future
with his magic. Even the King of Hawaii asked Kalamake for advice.

Kalamake even grew to have an evil look. His skin became pale and you could see the blood moving
through his colorless skin. His eyes slowly turned red and, one day, for reasons Kalamake never explained
to anyone, his eyes turned pure white and he could no longer see, but he was led around by his evil magic,
more powerful than his sight.

Kalamake was slowly being changed by the evil spirits that he was trapping and using for his own evil
purposes. Kalamake became more and more angry and unpredictable. At times, villagers would speak
against Kalamake and his evil magic. Kalamake considered those people his enemies and they would end
up with horrible sicknesses, evil curses, dead or even just disappear. The villagers more and more avoided
the part of the island where Kalamake lived as his fame and their fear grew. A few times, brave or foolish
villagers would sneak to Kalamake’s part of the island and later claimed to have seen him grown taller than
the trees through his magic, stepping over the hills and trees as if they were small mounds and shrubs, for
what evil purpose, no one stayed long enough to find out.

Kalamake’s daughter Lehua and her husband Keola tried to keep themselves from her father’s ways and live
a simple life. They lived in Kalamake’s big and comfortable home and didn’t ask too many questions or get
in his way. They heard of Kalamake’s evil reputation but simply stayed away from the rumors.

There was one thing that more and more bothered Keola though; Kalamake was very, very rich. More and
more Kalamake would buy nice things from the many ships from foreign lands that were visiting Hawaii.
There was nothing that Kalamake would want and not buy. Expensive clothes, trinkets, foods and other
things, Kalamake could buy them all and he always paid for his purchases in bright, shiny gold coins. Keola
was confused. Kalamake didn’t work, or plant anything and even his consultations with the king of Hawaii
couldn’t explain all the shiny gold coins that Kalamake had to spend.

As time went on, Keola spent more and more of his time laying in his bed at night wondering at the source
of Kalamake’s riches. Finally, he started sneaking around the house, quietly following Kalamake in the
dark, trying to find where Kalamake kept his gold coins, and hoping to see where he got them from. His
wife Leuha caught him one night and warned him, “You know that my father has a sharp temper. Be careful
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and don’t be curious!”. But Keola was a lazy man. He didn’t want to work at fishing like the other
villagers. During the day he would sit and watch the birds flying in the blue sky and enjoy the sound of the
waves crashing against the shoreline. “Why should I have to work so hard just for a little bit of money from
fishing when my father-in-law Kalamake has so many gold coins? Shouldn’t he share more with me and his
daughter?”

Finally, late one night, Keola heard the sound of rattling gold coins as he followed Kalamake through the big
house and into Kalamake’s small library. He peeked in slowly in the dark and saw Kalamake move a secret
drawer from behind a desk under a picture of Queen Elizabeth. Barely breathing, Keola slowly crept back to
his bedroom, now knowing the secret of where Kalamake kept his treasure.

Over the next few weeks, Keola practiced opening the secret drawer himself and looking at the large purple
colored cloth bag filled with gold coins. His Keola’s heart would race as he counted the coinsm and then
put them back, never brave enough to actually become a thief. “If only I could find out where he gets these
coins from, then I could be as rich as him!” As time went on, the bag became more and more empty.
Finally, it was the day before the huge steam ships would come from far away lands bringing different
foods, liquor, clothes and other things. After his wife went away to visit a town on the far side of the island,
Keola crept to the secret place and opened the drawer to look at the gold coins and once again dream of what
things he would buy if the coins were his instead of his father-in-law’s.

As he opened the bag to peek inside the bag, he opened the drawer, lifted the bag and, to his surprise, it was
completely empty! Keola thought to himself, “now, tomorrow morning, if Kalamake has filled this bag with
gold coins to buy nice things, I will know that he is working his sorcery with evil spirits to get this gold!”
Keola quickly and quietly put the bag back in it’s hiding place and turned to go back outside and rest and,
standing right in front of him was Kalamake, staring at Keola with his pure white eyes, looking at Keola
with an evil and angry look on his face.

“Well”, said Kalamake, “now I must either dispose of you or tell you one of my many secrets. But now that
I am older I can use your help. ”, Kalamake said, leaning in closer so that Keola could feel Kalamake’s
breath on his face, “I will warn you that you should forgertforget everything soon that I show you and you
would be wise to keep my secrets”. With this warning still ringing in his ears, Keola followed Kalamake
into their large living room, filled with beautiful oil paintings, fine rugs a comfortable rocking-chair and a
large and plush sofa. There was a shelf of books with a large family Bible sitting at the end of the shelf.
Kalamake had been very proud of himself and his fancy home and he used this room to show himself off to
visitors many times.

First, Kalamake had Keola close all the windows and the blinds so no light could shine in the room. Then
Kalamake took the family Bible off the shelf and hid it under a cushion on the sofa so that it couldn’t be
seen at all. Kalamake then closed and locked the doors to the room, opened the writing desk near the
bookshelf and pulled out a pair of large necklaces made out of shells and strange looking charms, a large
bronze plate and a pile of dried leaves.

On the floor was a large mat. Kalamake motioned to Keola to sit on one side of the mat while he sat on the
other side. “What I am about to do, the old sorcerers only could do in the dark of night, but I am using the
old magic far more powerfully than they are and I can work my magic during the the light of daydaylight”.
Kalamake put the leaves on the plate as both met men sat facing each otheron the mat. Kalamake took some
crystal-looking sand from a pouch in his jacket, lit the leaves on fire and began moving his hands back and
forth over the burning leaves to keep them burning slowly. Finally, after some long minutes had gone by
Keola felt tired and fearful. “It is time”, Kalamake said, “don’t be afraid”. Keola could feel something
moving throughfelt goosebumps on his whole body and then what felt like a burning sensation as the smoke
began to swirl around and around., reaching out from the plate until it made a swirl of smoke and dust that
The smoke covered the two men on the mat. Keola’s head hurt and he began to feel dizzy and he heard a
loud hissing sound in his ears as the room began to spin around them. Suddenly, there was a loud “pop!”,
the room was gone and now, by sorcerers magic, they both were on a beach sitting on the same mat, near a
large body of water. The waves crashed loudly nearby against the rocks of a beach.
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“What happened?” Keola said, trying to shake the pain from his head. “It felt like I would die”.

“No matter”, Kalamake replied, “It is done and we are here now. Quickly! We must move before we are
discovered here or at home. This is why I have brought you into my secret, I am getting too old for this trip.
Over on the other side of that sand dune you will find trees with the same leaves we used to get here. Go
now and collect as many as you can carry and bring them back here while I recover from my spell.”

Keola was dazed but also scared so he shook the pain from his head and began walking across the beach to
get the leaves. He thought, “How have I never seen this beach before? The shells all around the sand are so
beautiful, I should come back here and collect some later”.

As Keola walked over the sand dunes he saw a grove of trees with the same long leaves Kalamake had
burned; the ones on the ground were long and dry but the ones still on the trees looked like long bird
feathers set in a fan shape. “Wow, what a peaceful grove. I should come here someday to rest and enjoy
this peaceful place”, he thought. But as he looked around he realized that he couldn’t see anything on the
horizon. .

As he got into the middle of the grove he began to collect the leaves from the ground and he suddenly was
aware that he wasn’t alone. A few trees away there was a young woman who was wearing nothing except a
belt made out of the same leaves that he was collecting from the grove. “I guess they are not shy people
who live here!”, he thought. But then he was a bit embarrassed at her lack of clothing, so he thought
perhaps she thought that she was alone. So, he hummed loudly and pushed through the leaves to make noise
so that she might see him and then she could escape her embarrassment. To his surprise, she jumped up at
his noises and looked around, looking right through him as if he wasn’t there at all. But her face twisted in
real fear as she looked around, seemingly not able to see Keola at all as her face turned to the color of ash
and her mouth dropped down as if she might scream.

Feeling badly about scaring her this way, Keola spoke out in a calm voice and with a smile, “Don’t worry, I
won’t eat you”. Rather than his joking calming her fears, she then began to cry out and run away through
the grove. Further embarrassed and not thinking about what he was doing or where he was, he ran after her.
She kept crying out in a language that he didn’t understand and then they both came upon a group of others
dressed similarly to her. As they heard her screams her fellow villagers grabbed their children and ran.
Men, women and children all called out a warning to each other in their strange language. At this Keola
became frightened and he rushed back to the grove, finished gathering the magic leaves and brought them to
Kalamake.

After telling Kalamake what had happened, how the villagers were afraid and couldn’t seem to see him,
Kalamake said with a grin, “In fact they could not see you thanks to the power of these magical necklaces.
Only we can see each other. Next time you must try to be more quiet and speak softly here. The magic only
makes you invisible, it doesn’t shield you from harm. Now sit on the mat while I do my work.”

With that, Kalamake got up and had Keola sit on his one side of the mat. Kalamake carefully took half of
the leaves and put them in a pack on his side then, using some sharp stones as a flint, he started some of the
dry leaves burning in the center of the mat while Keola looked on. “Keep these leaves slowly burning.”,
Kalamake told him. Now, Kalamake had either regained his strength or was under some new spell Keola
thought, because Kalmake moved like a fast young deer down to the seashore near the wonderful looking
shells Keola had admired. Kalamake gathered the shells with a speed and grace that Keola didn’t think his
old father-in-law could have and, he noticed, as each shell was gathered into the old mansman’s hand it
began to glitter as he fetched it and then put it into the large purple sack.

“Hurry back”, Keola cried out, “I am almost out of leaves!”. With that Kalamake ran like the wind back to
the mat and leapt on as the last of the leaves was burning. The old sorcerer took out his small pouch of
crystal sand and he gently sprinkled some on the burning leaves in the metal tin, the spinning sensation
flowed through the two men again and with another “pop!” the world spun, the beach disappeared and they
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were back in the darkness of their home in Molokai. With an evil grin Kalamake stared at his son-in-law
and opened the purple bag between them. To Keola’s surprise, all the beautiful shells were gone and in their
place was a bag full of solid gold coins…

Chapter 2 – A Jealous Heart

That evening, after Kalamake had put his purple bag back into its hiding spot, he approached Keola and
gave him a 5 dollar coin. “Keola”, he said with a wicked grin, “if you are a smart man, you will forget our
adventure today and tell my daughter that you spent the day sleeping on the porch and that you had a wild
dream. If you keep our secret, you will be my helper again in the future”.

After saying this, Kalamake put a 5 dollar coin in Keola’s hand and he turned and walked away.

Days went by and Keolahe was even lazier now. “Why should I work at all”, he thought, “when my father-
in-law can make money out of seashells?” Foolishly, Keola quickly spent his 5 dollars on fine clothes,
trying to make himself feel more important. But it didn’t work. Each day he grew more and more jealous
and angry with Kalamake and this drove away his fear of his sorcerer father-in-law. “Why didn’t I buy one
of the nice violins from the merchant ship ?”, he pouted to himself. “I could learned how to play the violin
and made make myself famous and happy with it”.

Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer and he confessed the whole story to his wife Lehua while sitting on
the porch. She said, trembling as they spoke in the dark, “Be careful my husband! My father is a dangerous
man. The village people are all afraid of him and sometimes, so am I. His enemies die horrible deaths and
sometimes just disappear! Don’t you remember the stories we heard of Kamau, the man from our village
who crossed my father? He wasted away days later in his wife’s arms. And Hua, the noble government
man who refused my father’s requests for land, he simply disappeared and was never heard from again. Oh,
my dear Keola, you are like a baby in my father’s hand, please don’t get him angry .”

But Keola wouldn’t listen even to his wife. “Well if that is how little you think of me, I’ll show you that I
am a real man and not a child!”. With that, Keola marched straight into the house, right to Kalamake who
was sitting in the large living room and said, “Kalamake, I want a violin.”

Kalamake looked up with his pure white eyes from his couch and he said, “Do you indeed?”

“Yes”, Keola said, “and I mean to have it. A man who can pick up gold coins from a beach can afford a
violin”.

“I had no idea that you had so much spirit in you.” The sorcerer said slowly. “I thought that you were a
useless and timid lad, I’m so happy to find that I was mistaken. Perhaps you can be my assistant after all. A
violin? Certainly, you shall have the best violin in Honolulu. Tonight, when it is dark, we will go and get
the money. Meet me at our boat at sunset and I will teach you to catch fish”.

“We aren’t going back to the island of the seashells?” Keola asked.

“Oh no, I have many magical secrets to teach you, tonight I will show you how to use magic to catch fish.”
And he gave Keola an evil grin.

“Well I should have done that days ago” thought Keola. “I will show my wife that sometimes you just need
to be brave and stand up for yourself”. He walked to the beach, dreaming of all the nice things his new
money would buy, the cigars, the clothes, the rich foods and, of course, his new violin.

Later that evening, Keola and Kalamake met at the fishing boat as the sun was setting . As they pushed
away from the shore, Kalamake raised his hands high and muttered some words that Keola couldn’t
understand. The wind caught their sail and quickly pushed the good sized fishing boat well away from the
shoreline. The two men sat at the back of the boat, smoking cigars and speaking of all the nice things that
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they would buy and of the magic that Keola would learn of. Keola thought to himself, “ Here we are, and
finally I feel like we are a father and son”. After a couple of hours, Keola looked around their position and
he could no longer see the lights of the city of Molokai .

“So”, said Kalamake, “you wish to learn the old magic and become a sorcerer like me and buy a violin for
yourself, do you? This part of the ocean is called the Sea of the Dead and this shallow part is filled with the
bones of dead men. You will soon learn why it got this name”. With that, Kalamake lifted up the lantern he
was holding and, chanting more words unfamiliar to Keola, the sorcerer began to change, to grow and get
bigger and bigger. Then, with a splash, Kalamake the giant jumped into the sea causing a wave to turn over
their boat. Kalamake grew so large that he could then stand on the shallow seabed. “I feel the bones of the
dead on my feet”, he grinned wickedly, “and soon your bones will join them”. Kalamake, stood over their
boat now and lifted it with his hands, shaking Keola into the sea. As Kalamake carried the now empty boat
away he laughed. “Perhaps my daughters second husband will have more sense than you”. Keola could
hear the water parting for Kalamake as the giant sorcerer walked through the sea, carrying the fishing boat
on his large shoulders.

Chapter 3 – Back to the Island

Keola floated in the water for a long time, alone and scared. Though he was an OK swimmer, he had still
been a lazy man and he was not very strong. He swam for a long time. Finally, he saw a light and the light
got closer and closer to him. A ship! He cried out for help as the ship came by and he was rescued by the
men on board. It was one of the ships that travelled through the world bringing exotic things . The men
were kind and gave him a blanket and warm food. The captain told him, “You’ll be safe soon, we will land
at Molokai tomorrow morning and we can drop you off there.” With those words, Keola began to shake
from fear. “Back to Molokai? Kalamake would find me and kill me for sure! Even if I found another part
of Hawaii to live at, my father-in-law and his magic would keep me in fear for the rest of my life!”.

He thought and thought and came up with a story about his sad life that made the captain feel pity for him
and he begged the captain to let him stay and work on the ship. Because he was moved with pity, and
always needing more workers on a ship, the captain agreed. Keola hid carefully on the ship as it arrived in
Molokai and then he was relieved when they finally left port a couple days later.

Soon after, however, the life of a sailor became very hard for a lazy man like Keola. The captain, who had
been so kind at first, grew more and more impatient with him. Over time, the captain no longer had patience
for Keola and the ships mate grew more and more angry with his laziness. Keola was depressed and
sometimes he wished he had drowned in the sea that night many months ago. At times, their ship called
back at Molokai and he hid deep in the ship.

After the ship left the city of Molokai once again, a storm came up and blew the steamship off course.
When the sun rose the next day, Keola was standing on the board, pretending to do the work that the ship’s
mate had given him. Suddenly he saw an island in the distance. “Why does this island look familiar?”, he
thought to himself. Once again the ship’s mate caught him being lazy; “Keola! Get back to work!”. Keola
was lost in thought and then it occurred to him, that was the island of shells from many, many months ago !
He thought about the people on that island and not really thinking about the danger, tired of his life on this
ship and he jumped into the sea.

The ship’s mate ran to the side of the ship and could see Keola swimming toward the island. “Well we
aren’t going to be able to help him now, no one ever returns from that island..” and he went to tell the
captain . When the captain realized which island Keola was swimming to, he said in a whisper, “May God
have mercy ”

Chapter 4 – The Isle of Voices

Keola swam and swam, getting more and more tired but happy to be free of the life on the ship. The waves
carried him into a beautiful lagoon with palm trees. He could see huts in the distance , so he lazily let the
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sea take him to the beach and, after getting there, he went to find the people who he had met there before,
but when he was invisible .

When he got to the first hut, he could see that it was empty. He moved from hut to hut and could see all
were abandoned. There were rings of rocks where fires had been lit but clearly not for a long time. He
searched around this part of the island and, finding no one but getting hungrier , he went back to the lagoon
and he set himself up here. Fortunately, he had taken his large fish knife with him when he jumped
overboard (he always kept it by his side for work on the ship) and he used this to catch some fish, make a
fishing pole from long sticks, fixed up one hut to live in and drank coconut milk from the many coconut
trees on the island.

As many days passed, Keola began to feel regret. Now the life on the ship didn’t look so hard! He made a
lamp from coconut shells . One time he made a complete circle around and through the island and he found
no one else there. He saw the special trees and the shells that he and Kalamake had taken years before,
though he didn’t know the magic or have the special dust, he still tried to make the shells turn into gold.
Finally, he decided to just stay near the lagoon where there were plenty of fish. Bored and lonely he lived
this way for a couple of months.

One day, as he was coming back from catching some fish, he heard the noise of other people. He looked up
and saw 6 large boats coming to the island filled with the same people he had seen with Kalamake. They
were fine looking people and they were kind to him. He, of course, didn’t tell them that he had been there
before . He tried to speak with them, but very few of their words made sense to him. They fixed up his hut,
along with the other huts and they even gave him a wife. In fact, it was the same woman that he had scared
on the beach that day. They didn’t even make him go off with the men when they went to work around the
little village or fishing. He had a new wife, he didn’t have to work and his new friends took care of all his
needs.

Slowly, he learned their language enough to communicate. He told them that he came from Hawaii and they
seemed to know where it was, though much farther away than any of them could ever travel. They told him
that this island was not their real home, they only visited from time to time and they called it “The Island of
Voices”. They told him that from time to time, magic would happen in the groves here and the people
would hear different voices and these invisible devils would take leaves and shells and sometimes even try
to harm the people in the tribe if they got too close, so they only came to this island a few times a year.
Their home was on an island more than 3 hours away where they had pigs, chickens and eggs . They warned
him that if anyone heard the devil voices, they were to warn the others and leave the island right away so as
not to anger them. Keola nodded and tried not to look like he know more than he did. The chief also said
that they tried to avoid that magical part of the island with the trees and the shells and told Keola not to go
there.

As he was lying in his hut that night, next to his new, sleeping wife, something that he had never thought of
occurred to him . What a fool he was! Here he was, this whole time, on the same island that Kalamake
would want to visit again! If Kalamake ever saw him, invisible and unseen to Keola, he would surely kill
him. So, the next morning, he visited the high chief of the tribe and told him a story. He said that he had
heard of these devil voices visiting other islands and troubling the inhabitants but he knew how to get rid of
the devils. “It seems”, Keola told him, “that the devils were using special leaves from the trees for their
magic. Once the people of the island cut down all those trees the devils couldn’t come back to their island
and they never troubled the people again”. The high chief nodded and thought, then he called together all
the older men of the tribe and they discussed it. In the end, the tribe decided that cutting down all those trees
would take much time and might anger the devils more, so they decided against it.

Keola then simply decided to avoid those groves and live in his comfortable life as best he could. Days
turned into weeks and Keola was getting fatter and happier. Even he and his new wife had begun to spend
much time enjoying each other’s company, to the point where his wife actually fell in love with him. He
asked her a few times when they would leave this island and go back to their other home and she always told
him, “soon”.
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One day, Keola came back to his hut and found his wife weeping by herself. “What is wrong?” Keola said
with concern for her. At first she wiped her tears and told him that it was nothing. However, later that
night, when the rest of the tribe had gone to sleep in their huts, his wife pulled him close to her and she
whispered closely in his ear. “Five days from now we will leave this island. You and I must start to save
food for you, I have found a hidden cave in the grove, near some rocks. Before the last day, you must
disappear and hide in the little cave and wait for us to leave. On the last day before we leave I will sing out
loud, near the cave. The day after you hear me sing, you will be safe to come back to your hut”.

Keola didn’t understand. “But, my wife, I want to leave this island of devils and come and live with you. I
don’t want to stay here alone!” he cried.

She touched his face with a sad look. “Oh my poor Keola” she said, “you were never going to leave this
island alive. For my people have a secret, we are cannibals. They have been making you fat all this time to
have a great feast on the day before we leave this place..”

At this, Keola’s soul died inside him. He realized now why they had been so nice to him and he had heard
of these types of cannibals living in islands around Hawaii; how they fattened their victims until the feast,
how they treated him as one of them until it was time to eat him. He laid on the mat in their hut, looking up
toward the sky and didn’t know what to do.

Chapter 5 – Keola’s Decision

The next days, the men and women of the tribe treated him the same; laughing and joking . But Keola
could only see their shining white teeth, now looking like the teeth of a hungry shark before it eats its prey.
Keola went back to his hut and laid there all day long, too depressed to move.

The next day, his new wife left their hut and, but he didn’t follow her out of the hut for food . “My dear
Keola, you must come out and eat and be with the villagers or they will know that something is wrong” she
told him sadly. “Why do I care?” Keola cried bitterly. “Either they will kill me in a couple of days or you
will leave me here to die alone anyway.” After saying that, Keola left their hut and walked past the other
villagers toward the other side of the island. “Maybe Kalamake will find me and kill me quickly instead of
being eaten by these wicked men!” he thought to himself.

As Keola got closer and closer to the magical trees and shells on the island he could see small fires springing
up and disappearing here and there. He could hear whispering voices in strange languages he could never
understand: French, Dutch, Russian, Chinese. Keola, in his bitterness, would rush toward the little magical
fires and try to put them out. He ran faster and faster, back and forth toward the dim magical flames and
listening for the whispers. “Why should they come here and make gold for themselves when his life was so
miserable?” he thought angrily to himself. He spent many hours trying to disrupt them and fight against
them. At times he even caught one and would wrestle him to the ground but they would use some magic to
get away from him in the end. He could tell that he was making them angry though as the tone of their
voices was getting more and more frustrated .

But as the day went on, Keola got tired and he couldn’t keep up the fight. Without thinking he went back to
his hut, laid down and went to sleep.

Late that night, he woke to the sound of screaming and men rushing about. He and his new wife leapt out of
their hut in the dark to see men from the village running scared and wounded. The devil voices had returned
to defend their magical trees and shells, hoping to drive the villagers from this island! Here and there fires
broke out among the huts and men and women were attacked by the invisible hands. The villagers got angry
and the village chief began fighting back with some of his young men. They grabbed at the invisible hands
and fought them. Then, the chief sent some men with axes and fire to chop down the magical trees and burn
them. The village men were bloodied and wounded but fought on.

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Keola joined in the fight. He alone seemed to know that the little fires would show where the sorcerers
were. So he ran there to try and put out the fires and force the sorcerers back to where they came.

As Keola ran back and forth through the grove of trees he heard his name called:

“Keola!” said a hidden voice in the groves. He should have been afraid but he knew that voice.

“Lehua, is that you?!” he called out to his wife, looking around for her.

“I saw you before, you passed by me quickly but I couldn’t believe it was you!” she said, grabbing his hand
to show him that she was there. “Come with me quickly before my father returns! I will bring you to our
mat”. With that, she brought him to their small burning fire and gently had him sit on one side of the mat.
She then ran through the grove and grabbed enough leaves for their magic, then leapt onto the mat in front
of the fire, facing him and she pulled out a small pouch with crystal dust. She finished the words of the
spell, tossed the dust on the flames with her trembling hands and, with a pop and a pain though their minds,
the world spun and suddenly they were back in the living room in Molokai. When their strength returned,
Lehua crawled over the mat and laid in her husband’s arms.

Chapter 6 – Back Home in Molokai

The next morning they slept until the noon. When he woke up, Lehua had made him his favorite food, poi.
Keola was so happy, since he hadn’t had his wife’s cooking for so long . Keola quickly forgot the anger and
fear of the cannibal people too.

But, after their joy wore off, they both grew afraid. What had happened to Kalamake? Would the sorcerer
be able to return to Molokai some other way, someday? Keola had seen him use his magic to grow large,
could he do that again and maybe just swim back ?

They spoke about it throughout the next few days and Keola got a map book from the living room and
checked it carefully. From his time working on the boat he could guess the location of that island , but he
wasn’t completely sure.

Finally they decided to visit one of the missionaries on the island who had lived in Hawaii for many years
and was known to give good advice. Keola told him the entire story. They had even brought a pile of gold
coins with them to show the missionary. It turned out that after Keola left, Kalamake had then taken Lehua
into his plans and taught her some of the magic. She quietly stole away some of the gold coins and magical
dust for herself during their magical trips to the island and she still had the bag of coins from her final trip
there as well.

The missionary listened carefully to their story without showing much emotion but in the end he couldn’t
tell if they were making it all up or not. He was quite sharp with Keola for taking a second wife but for the
rest of the story, the missionary couldn’t tell them whether he thought Kalamake would return or not.

“However”, the missionary said, “if you think that Kalamake got his riches from evil magic, I suggest that
you donate some of it to the poor and the orphanage on the island to make things right with God”.

Keola and Lehua thought this was fine advice and they donated half of their gold coins to the poor and
orphans. This seemed to have been good advice because after that time Kalamake never returned. Whether
he was killed in the battle with the cannibals or just became stuck on the Island of Voices, who could say?

The End

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