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Gunter O. Swoboda !P. O Box 655Mona Vale, NSW 2103
AUSTRALIA [email protected]
Thursday, 14 January 2010
Chapter XXX
By Gunter O. Swoboda and An adaptation of Tom Linker s
Tevelo s Dream Copyright 2010
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The feathery touch of the afternoon breeze swept gently across
Kamaki as he sat stretched out against the gracefully arched palm
tree while savouring the pleasant numbness of the awa . A flash of
movement in the distance caught his eye and he languidly peered
across the sandy bay towards the rocky shoreline.
His eyes were not yet too dim to recognise the young boy for
Kaimana, Kekoas son, who now swooped along the rocky shoreline
onto the sand like the iwa swooping across the ranging waves of
the deep oceans.
The man smiled and watched the boys unusual terrestrial
antics. Unusual as Kaimana was mostly seen in the water, around
the water and below the water, but rarely away from the water.
As the boy closed the gap between them, Kamaki sat up and
braced himself for Kaimanas exuberant onslaught that would sweep
across him like the tide.
He could already hear Kaimanas voice float towards him form
the distance. T t , t t ! Grandfather, grandfather!
The call warmed Kamaki s heart. He and his old friend Kanoa
loved being the adopted grandfathers to this young impetuous boy.
The two had often spoken about the fact that the boy needed strong
men around him, men who could teach him the ways of ke kanaka
maoli in a way that his father, Kekoa, being a haole , could not.
Kamaki reflections were abruptly interrupted by Kaimanas less
than graceful arrival. Having thrown himself on the old man, the
young boy hugged him with a fierceness that almost robbed the old
man of his breath.
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Steady, boy, you ll break me in two!
Kamaki picked Kaimana up and placed him gently but firmly on
the ground next to him.
The boy pulled a face, his blue eyes flashing, and demanded A
story, t t , tell me a really good story!
Kamaki lovingly ruffled the young boys hair and sat back
against the palm tree. He narrowed his eyes. Hmm, let me think.
Tell me about Tevelo, t t .
Kamaki smiled again. Yes, Tevelo s story. The telling of this
tale had become a ritual for the two. And, Kamaki thought , it was
most definitely a good story to tell young Kaimana .
Maika i loa ! Very well then.
Kamaki sat forward towards Kaimana and crossed his legs.
Let me see, ah, yes... and so Kamaki began to tell the story
of Tevelo to his grandson as he had done on many occasions before.
This, Kaimana, is the story of Tevelo s Dream.
Tevelo had pulled the ti-leaf cape up over his chest as he lay
back on the crowded deck and he quickly lost himself in the
darkness and the soothing rhythm of the sea.
The stars overhead seemed to dance to the hypnotic pulse of
the ocean swells as they passed beneath the twin hulls of the
canoe. Tevelo noticed that a following sea had been steadily
increasing as they sailed upwind from Moloka'i towards landfall on
the North shore of O'ahu. It had been a long and eventful day, and
even with the distractions on deck, Tevelos mind drifted
effortlessly towards what would lie ahead.
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Excited, Kaimana couldnt resist. He is coming from Nukuhiwa,
isnt he, t t !
Kamaki smiled at the boy s fervour. Yes, he is. Now let me go
on. He paused and cleared his throat before continuing.
Nearly a year earlier, Tevelo had left Nukuhiwa for Hawaiki
and now he could hardly contain his excitement about finally
making landfall on the morning light. He knew he would be greeted
by his uncle Mata'ole and escorted to his new home in the village
just upland from the long right-handers sweeping across the reef
and into the small, protected cove at Laniakea.
Yes, it was here, on the lee shore at Laniakea that Tevelo
would soon begin working alongside the other kahuna as a
practicing kahuna k lai , a master wood carver.
Again Kaimana s eager voice chimed in. Is that t t K noa,
grandfather?
No, Kaimana. This was a very long time before K noa. Now pay
attention so you, too, can tell the story.
Kamaki stretched one of his legs out in front of him and then
tucked it back.
Tevelo had shown great discipline and desire by studying
faithfully for many years to earn the greatly desired title of
kahuna. He had journeyed far and wide, learning from the great
wood carvers and master shipbuilders of Rarotonga, Kahiki Nui,
Hiva Oa and Ra'iatea.
He understood very well the properties of wood on water and
the subtleties of shape and form and function. He understood the
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how to shape the hull and the right design for the sails. He also
understood the effects of wind, wave and current.
As part of his long apprenticeship, Tevelo designed and built
dozens of watercraft; everything from model racing outriggers to
large, multi-hulled voyaging canoes. As a young apprentice on
Nukuhiwa, he learned the seafaring secrets of his ancestors and
carefully shaped them with his own fresh ideas.
When is he going to land on O ahu, t t ?
Kamaki knew when Kaimana would interject and patiently dealt
with his grandson s interruptions.
Soon, little one, soon.
Kaimana leant forward intent on the next part of the story.
Now Tevelo was just a half-day sail from his final
destination at Laniakea where he would make a new home and set
about the honored tradition of his trade on behalf of his new
family.
Tevelo drew in the humid night air and exhaled it slowly
through his nose, trying unsuccessfully to contain his growing
excitement about what lay ahead. He knew that Hawaiki was a good
place to try out new ideas and explore new ways of doing things.
This was a place where the people loved fresh ideas and where they
were both encouraged and highly valued.
Tevelo stared up into the void as the night sky put his soul
on a wonder.
Did he go to sleep, grandfather? On the deck of the canoe?
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He did, Kaimana, and at daybreak, when he woke, he saw a
lush, forested mountains skirted by a series of small, rocky
headlands and sandy bays. The intense morning sun shone brightly
off the billowing white clouds caressing the highlands. There were
many houses on shore and the people of the community were already
heading out on various water crafts to greet the canoe that Tevelo
and the others had sailed from Moloka'i.
Tevelo and the other crewmen lowered sail and slowly paddled
the hulking canoe into the shallow waters of a protected bay near
the mouth of a small stream where they dropped the large stone
anchor overboard.
Conch shells sounded their arrival, punctuated by important
speeches and all the other formalities of welcoming an important
guest. The sights and sounds of this new island almost overwhelmed
Tevelo.
Everything seemed so different from his home island of
Nukuhiwa. Although he could easily interpret all but the
lengthiest chants, the language still sounded different to him.
Tevelo fine-tuned his language skills over the next several days
as he met members of his extended family and others from the
village where he would make his new home.
In a few short weeks he had settled into his new life in
Hawaiki, amiably going about his work in the h lau and enjoying
his free time pursuing water sports and talking with the young
single wahine of the village.
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Kaimana had been listening very earnestly but at this point in
the story he often stopped Kamaki.
T t , is that like father when he came to Kaua i?
Kamaki thought carefully for a moment, more for the dramatic
effect than for any other reason. Well, yes, a little. But for
your father, Kekoa, it was even stranger than for Tevelo. But
that, my boy, is another story, and with that he continued.
As winter arrived, Tevelo began paying closer attention to
the increasing size of the waves at the break in front of the
h lau . Several of the local chiefs were fond of riding the
powerful waves shoreward on their long olo boards.
The sport of he'e nalu , surfing, was not new to Tevelo as he
had ridden the surf at Taipivai on Nukuhiwa as a child. The
difference here in Hawaiki was that he'e nalu was a highly
celebrated activity carried out in nothing short of treacherous
ocean conditions.
As a kahuna k lai , Tevelo was encouraged to add his ideas and
expertise to the growing interest in the shaping of the olo boards
used by nearly all the alii of the village. Many of the lesser
chiefs or alii in his village had asked about wave sliding on
Nukuhiwa and Tevelo shared stories about the wave sliders he had
met and the waves he had seen during his distant travels beyond Te
Henua.
He shared his thoughts about the design and construction of
the papa hee nalu he had seen ridden at Kahiki, and again at
Rarotonga. As a result, Tetua, one of the alii from his village
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had then asked Tevelo to design a board that could be ridden in
the towering winter surf at Laniakea and up the coast at Paumalu.
Tevelo was excited about the prospect of building a papa hee
nalu for one of his new chiefs. He was certain that if he did a
good job on the board that he would enhance his reputation as a
kahuna k lai throughout Oahu and beyond.
He therefore set about talking with the other kahuna in the
h lau and soon discovered that the long olo board was considered
the singular weapon of choice in challenging the fierce winter
breakers outside the cove at Laniakea.
Tevelo knew that the time was right to enhance his reputation
and that he needed to carefully apply all his skill and knowledge
to the task. He reasoned that there might be a precursor hidden in
the hee nalu as he had witnessed it in his younger days at Kahiki
and Raro. He let his mind drift back to his apprenticeship in
Kahiki. Perhaps there was something he observed or experienced in
Kahiki that he could apply to his board-building in Hawaiki. He
wrestled with his thoughts and memories for several days before
giving in to the notion that he might not possess the skill and
insight he needed to build the new board for his friend Tetua.
Doubt began to tug at his confidence and his work suffered as a
consequence.
Kaimana nodded knowingly. I know what that feels like, t t .
We all do, Kaimana, Kamaki reassured the little boy,
suppressing a smile with respect to the child s earnest
observation.
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That night, the old man continued, Tevelo sought counsel
and it was decided that he needed to seek help from the gods as a
solution to his dilemma. He set about the customs of cleansing,
fasting and prayer in preparation for his journey.
After eating the right amount of the weke ula or goatfish,
Tevelo climbed to the wooded foothills behind his village and set
himself on the path.
After three days of meditation and prayer, he drifted into a
deep and turbulent sleep. In his dream he revisited his homeland
at Nukuhiwa and traveled through time and space to observe all the
waves he had seen ridden and all the craft used to ride them. He
saw the bundles of coconuts tightly bound with sennet rope that he
and his childhood friends used to ride the surf at Taipivai. He
observed the small wave sliders ridden prone on the waves of
Punaruu in Kahiki and Angarei near Aitutaki. He dreamed of the
olo boards of Hawaiki as they challenged the towering swells of
Po haturoa and Haakaano on Molokai.
In all that he envisioned, Tevelo found no secrets to the
design of a new and innovative papa hee nalu that would serve his
alii and cement his reputation as kahuna k lai.
Panic gripped him as his dream began to slowly falter and
break apart. The silent void engulfed him as he drifted helplessly
on the edge of consciousness.
For a terrifying moment Tevelo lay suspended in a desolate no-
mans land until at last, his mind calmed and a fresh image began
to reveal itself to him.
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His new image was so lifelike that he was now immersed in the
dream as a participant, not as an observer as before. He found
himself on the deck of a waa kaulua , a double-hulled canoe, in
the deep waters offshore from his village at Laniakea. He was
onboard with the hookele, the navigator, and several others he
did not recognize.
He could hear them talking excitedly as one of them motioned
for Tevelo to work the harness at the bow. They spoke the old
language, but Tevelo understood perfectly and did as told. He
moved forward and grasped the line at the bow and was startled to
see a large man just under the surface of the water.
His shipmates had first baited, then roped the tiger shark
around the midsection and the man was now forcefully tugging
forward against the captivity of the thick sennet looped around
the massive girth of its body.
Kamaki watched his grandson wiggle with excitement but the boy
kept his hand over his mouth to stop him from calling out and
interrupting the natural beat of the story.
Tevelo could smell the salt spray as it careened off the bow
and foamed across the surface of the water. The open sky was deep
blue, littered with large billowing clouds of white and gray and
silver. The wind was calm and the ocean surface shone like a
finely polished stone mirror. The sun hit the surface of the water
and reflected its heat upon his body as Tevelo was embraced by the
clarity and precision of his dream. He realized that there was a
message within his dream and he paid close attention to the
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details of the ship and the actions of its crew ... and the
captive tiger shark.
One of the men shouted for the hookele to steer hard to
leeward to fatigue the shark by making it swim against the capture
line and the full force of the swell and light winds.
Tevelo was in awe of the brilliant colors and crisp sounds
humming within his consciousness.
Just as he was adjusting his grip on the sennet noose, he was
awakened from his dream by the laughter of children collecting
shellfish from the stream just upland from the village. He awoke
to the thick, muted colors of sunrise, his spirit filled with the
joy of renewal and a focused sense of purpose. He was both
refreshed and stimulated by the dream and felt compelled to go
straight to work in the first light of the h lau.
The old man paused for a moment to draw breath. Go on,
grandfather, don t stop now!
Patience, my boy. A man needs to draw breath. But he carried
on.
Tevelo deftly rolled up his sleeping mat and hurriedly began
the short trek back to the village at Laniakea. With each stride
homeward he looked for the hidden message, the manao , of his
dream. He relived the dream exactly as he had experienced it,
noting the fine details taken in by his heightened senses. He
recalled how the men on board had worked as a team, each one
complementing the work of the other towards the whole. He
remembered the feel of the soft grain of the breadfruit wood
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outrigger of the canoe as it surfed effortlessly across the thick
open-ocean swells. He contemplated the emerald surface of the sea
and the agile, flowing outline of the great shark as it powered
through the water, towing the full heft of the canoe and its
occupants towards the depths of Kanaloa!
Tevelo carefully sorted through his ideas arranging the most
useful and innovative one s into a plan of action. Before he
reached the shelter of the h lau Tevelo knew he had the answers he
had been so desperately seeking. His focused study and good
fortune brought a broad smile to his face and lightness to his
stride.
At this point Kaimana clapped with enthusiasm while Kamaki
carried on with his tale.
On his way to the h lau Tevelo passed by the cookhouse
where he picked up a large gourd of water to quench his thirst. He
then stepped into the cool shade of the h lau and carefully
assessed one of a number of large ulu or breadfruit planks he had
been saving for a voyaging canoe outrigger.
Ulu was the wood of choice for an outrigger because of its
light weight, easy carving properties and incredible buoyancy. As
far as Tevelo knew, no one had ever considered using ulu to
construct a papa hee nalu . The material of choice for papa hee
nalu in Hawaiki had always been the heavy, dense woods of the
mighty koa and wili .
As Tevelo recalled the sleek powerful outline of the captured
shark he became joyfully aware of the innovations he was about to
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contribute to the design of papa hee nalu O Hawaiki . He rejoiced
in the thought that his new design and the use of ulu for a new
papa were part of the creative process so revered in his adopted
homeland.
Besides, he placed a high value on his own cumulative wisdom
and the accomplishments he had made in the field over the many
moons as a kahuna k lai . He had never been one to follow
conventional thought in the design of watercraft and there was no
use in starting that kind of thinking now.
After his pule , or prayer, Tevelo selected his tools from his
kit and began to scribe the outline of his design on the surface
of the ulu plank.
He and his apprentice spent the remainder of the day chipping
the excess wood away from the lines he had drawn onto the
lightweight ulu , carefully revealing each subtlety of form and
function.
The following morning Tevelo sent his apprentice for a fresh
supply of coral and sharkskin sanders and kukui ash to use in the
finishing process of the board. Meanwhile, Tevelo continued to
liberate the new shape from the plank under the watchful eyes of
his fellow kahuna , many of whom doubted Tevelos new design would
serve its intended purpose.
The template was short and rounded and had too much
displacement in the hull. The rails were too soft and the entire
board was just too thin, especially in the scooped area running
the length of the foredeck. Furthermore, the wide point was carved
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aft of center and the deep vee of the aft hull led to a narrow,
square tail. No one had ever seen such a craft, especially carved
from ulu wood.
Tevelo listened to the good-natured banter of his peers as he
made a final pass down the hull of the board with the basalt blade
of his drawknife. He felt energized by his work, delighting in the
creative process and the anticipation of a finished product for
his friend Tetua.
After a sizeable midmorning meal of baked fish and kalo ,
Tevelo and his apprentice were ready to apply the finish to the
new board. They each worked on a portion of the hull, applying the
coral sanding blocks across the grain to remove the small remnants
of wood left from the initial carving and shaping. This process
was repeated on the scooped deck of the board until the entire
surface was smooth and free of imperfections.
Next they fine sanded the surface with dried sharkskin and
applied a coat of the kukui ash mixture to tint the wood and
create a non-slip surface for the rider. The entire board was then
polished to a high gloss with a wad of coconut husk and coarse
kapa . After a final inspection, Tevelo declared the board
completed and sent his apprentice to bring Tetua to the h lau to
inspect the board.
As he waited for Tetua to arrive, Tevelo surveyed the horizon
and was fully satisfied with the clean blue lines wrapping into
the bay at the foot of the village. A light offshore breeze shaped
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the face of each oncoming swell before it thundered onto the reef
in an explosion of cylindrical energy.
Several of the chiefs were out riding papa olo and it was a
perfect day for Tetua to challenge the mast-high swells of
Laniakea on the new board. Tevelo felt the excitement of the
moment deep within his naau . This day, Tevelo knew, was the
portent of a new way of thinking for all the kanaka hee nalu .
Tetua arrived with a few friends to view the new board and all
were surprised by what they saw. Tevelo had crafted a papa hee
nalu that looked more like the narrow, upturned h lua sled than
the typical wave riders sliding board.
Tetua openly criticized the stunted length and soft curves of
the board as he petitioned his friends to take it out into the
giant waves breaking shoreward beyond the cove.
There were no takers and Tevelo quickly decided he would have
to be the one to put his ideas on the line by riding the first
wave on the new board. He tightened his malo at the waist and
hoisted the board off the shaping blocks onto his muscular
shoulder.
It was much lighter than the olo koa boards he had been
accustomed to riding. He felt at ease with the new material and
dynamic shape as he set the board into the shallows. He found the
boards sweet spot as he paddled out towards the point, testing
the rail-to-rail stability of his design with a shift of his
weight. He was confident that this new board would ride easily and
his mind raced with anticipation.
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Approaching the break he spotted a set looming up in the
distance. He positioned the board for the largest wave of the set
and paddled swiftly down the huge face. Coming to his feet he
could feel the buoyancy of the ulu tear across the surface of the
water. He leaned into the wave and dropped his hand into the face
for stability and direction.
The wave jacked heavily on the shallow reef and nearly threw
him off as he set his inside edge and trimmed the board down the
line. His speed increased rapidly as the wave began to pitch from
top to bottom in a cascade of snarling foam that pushed the board
along faster than any watercraft he had ever ridden.
Tevelo leaned forward on his inside rail just as the lip of
the wave enveloped him. He stood fully upright deep within the
curl and buried his hand even farther into the face of the wave.
All sense of time was frozen as a steady thunder roared from
the vortex and propelled him forward in a liquid tunnel of sea
spray and slashing wind. At one point in the ride Tevelo looked
out from the shadows of the curl to see a crowd of villagers
hurriedly gathering along the beach and out towards the rocky
headland.
At this point Kamaki stopped and looked at the young boy. And
what happens next? he asked.
The young boy s chest puffed out in pride at being asked to
carry on with the next part of Tevelo s tale. His voice, young,
but firm and strong, rang out.
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As the wave hurtled shoreward Tevelo was forced into a speed
crouch, pulling his hand from the face and resetting his edge. The
new board was working better than he ever imagined, almost
magical, as it danced within the very soul of the wave. He felt
invincible within the watery cave of the spinning tube as he
arched sweetly off the bottom and positioned his board perfectly,
deep within the churning mass. Here he rode for what seemed an
eternity until the wave finally surrendered completely, spitting
him out onto the flats at the foot of the bay.
He fell to a prone position and stroked the few remaining
fathoms to the beach where he was met with the cheers of the
villagers and the hearty embrace of his friend Tetua. All
afternoon the men of the village wagered on the sport and took
turns riding Tevelos new shape. Each and every rider marveled at
the speed and maneuverability of the new papa . Before the sun set
Tevelo had several impassioned requests for his new design. Word
had spread quickly and one such request had even come via
messenger from the ahupuaa of M kaha, nearly a half-day journey
across the mountains to the West.
Here Kaimana stopped respectfully for it was his grandfather
who would finish the story.
Indeed, Kaimana, it had been a good day, a day that would
eventually change the thinking of most all the kanaka hee nalu .
Tevelo was duly excited about the events of the day but was
already busily planning design changes he would make in the next
board he constructed.
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That night one of the tumu hura composed a chant in honour of
Tevelos celebrated ride and the magnificent new board. The night
air of Laniakea was filled with the chatter of gossip as the
entire village honored their brother from Nuuhiwa in song and
poem. Tevelo was deeply humbled to hear his name in the same
breath as the legendary watermen Paao-Mai-Upolu , Moikeha Nui
and Laa-Mai-Kahiki .
Just the same, he quietly slipped away from the festivities
and dutifully ascended the hill behind the village. Here at the
foot of the heiau he prayed and gave his thanks before returning
home. His new insights had given him all that he needed to
solidify his reputation as a truly gifted kahuna k lai and he was
overwhelmed by his good fortune and the strength and wisdom of his
own skills and imagination.
In the orange glow of the evening firelight Tevelo thought
long about the beauty of his new home in Hawaiki and on the
colorful images of the people of his village riding his designs
shoreward on the great waves of Laniakea, Paumalu and P p kea
Nui. He was thankful for his new family and friends, and his skill
as a craftsman in the honored tradition of the kahuna k lai .
As the moon slipped behind the mountains Tevelo lay back on
his kapa bed and fell into an easy sleep. In the quiet darkness of
midwinter Tevelos slumber was transformed by the thunderclap of
the breakers on the outer reefs and the scent of the salt spray in
the cool night air. Childhood dreams of riding waves in the gentle
surf at Taipivai embraced him as he slept and filled his head with
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the simple joys of the sun on his back as he and his friends
surfed shoreward on a bundle of dried coconuts.
Having finished the tale the old man and the young boy sat
quietly under the gently swaying palm tree. Neither said a word
for a very long time. Then Kaimana threw his arms around Kamaki
and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Mahalo nui, t t ! One day I will be like Tevelo and Paao-
Mai-Upolu and you, K noa and father and I will ride the big
waves!
Kamaki smiled and gently ran his hand through the young boy s
hair. How things had changed, he thought , and yet they had
remained the same.
PAU:
To understand the significance of this story, which is a
chapter in the sequel of Mountains of the Sea , my first novel, is
to know that it is a story within a story.
Some years ago, Kamaki Linker, my hale aik ne and ka u kumu ,
shared Tevelo s story with me. At the time of the sharing I was in
the process of writing Mountains of the Sea and Kamaki used
Tevelo s Dream to convey some of the lessons of the culture of
Hawai i and of the culture of carving a papa he e nalu , a
surfboard, to me in a way that has a tradition in Polynesia dating
back probably fifteen hundred to two thousand years.
It is a gift that I deeply cherish and from which I continue
to learn from and although he is no longer with us when I sit down
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to write anything to do with surfing and Polynesia I feel his
presence and influence.
Since his passing this story has sat on my computer untouched
and undisturbed and it recently occurred to me that to allow it to
disappear into some electronic void would be to do it a
disservice. Stories are meant to be told, they are meant to be
shared to teach knowledge and wisdom that otherwise would wither
like fruits on a vine.
I therefor decided to honour my friend and mentor by including
the story of Tevelo s Dream and the mana o , the lessons, it
contains by including its teaching in the sequel to Mountains of
the Sea .
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