Meanwhile the Elders in the village were upset because too many people were spending time at the cave where Otundie was experimenting with his campfire and so they voted and went to see Otundie.
They told Otundie that too many were not helping out at the village and wasting time looking at his fire spirit. We want our people to stay united and not divided between two purposes they told him.
We ask you to cast your fire sticks off the mountain, we ask you for the sake of tribal unity - they said.
Otundie responded " I will bow to the wishes of the elders and shall discontinue what I am doing" he said.
But as he was about the cast the wood sticks off of a cliff the earth started to quake again, it shook more so then it had been doing for a while.
He then heard screams and saw fear on their faces as they looked up - he turned around to see what had upset them.
Way higher on the mountain where they lived in the highlands he saw the mountain exploding with fire, a vocano it had become, spitting out lava and brimstones of fire rocks, and smoke rose like a cloud into the sky.
Everyone started to panic "what have we done, we should never have rejected the gift of the fallen spirit" they cried out. But it was too late, flight was the only option.
Many ventured down the mountian - as the trees were catching fire due to the falling embers of the volcano. They left the highlands, into the underworld of tropical forests below.
Otundie sat down in his cave, prepared to submit to whatever his fate might be. He recalled the words of his father in that moment.
"Those who go down the mountain into the underworld below, can never return".
End of chapter one. And end of this story here at fubar. Thanks for reading it everyone.
