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At noon, everyone gathered in camp for a very muddy Naked Wednesday. Catten had spent the day mixing pure healing mud, which was waiting in big tubs for the tribe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Elder Karto the Mudwalker began the ceremony by telling the story of Fango, the demigod of the mudwalkers. After that, everyone joined in the mud bath, covering themselves in the cool healing mud and praising Fango.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Welcome to our sacred Wednesday, a tradition founded by the gods themselves, showing it to our ancestors , even older than Bubbah, the living ancestor .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Leave all clothes here , as the gods bless you as you are and see you as you are<\/p>\n\n\n

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\ntoday , we wil have a dofferent way of cleaning our souls<\/p>\n

but first , i wanted to tell you , why we do that today<\/p>\n

clears his throat ..i want to tell you a story<\/p>\n

At a time , where the gods still walk between mortals , there was a small native village close to river banks.<\/p>\n

The village was well known for their healers, and the young daughter of the chieftess , was the most gifted one, knowing all herbs and cures. And the village was happy and the chieftess very proud.<\/p>\n

Once at dawn , dark thunderclouds raged with lightnings and roaring thunder on top of the nearby mountains and all Natives gathered in the chieftess hall for protection, during the whole dark night , raged the storm,<\/p>\n

Despite their fears , and after lots of prayers ,in the morning , the sun went up again and the people continued with their daily duties .<\/p>\n

The young chieftess Daughters duty guided her way to the River near the Village and the sandy banks , collecting fresh herbs , as she saw a body drifting half in water and laying half on the shoreline.<\/p>\n

The body was dressed in shiny fabrics , she never saw before and his armor of best and hardest wood, decorated with shiny deep red rubies , and he still holds his night black, obsidian covered club in a tight grip.<\/p>\n

he looked severly wounded<\/p>\n

His eyes closed and no breathing was visible , so she hurried to him and started to examine Taking of his armor was difficult , but she managed it and placed it behind her , her hands on his skin ..to feel if still life was inside his body .<\/p>\n

Deep wounds covering his skin, burned and torn flesh she saw, feeling no life anymore \u2026just ..a slight spark was still inside him she felt with her heart.<\/p>\n

loosing no time she moves his body , closer to the shore , covering it in leaves of herbs, starting to undress herself , as her hands shovel wet mud on his skin. The lively mud of a waterline , to cool his skin.<\/p>\n

Picking maggots to place them on his open wounds to bite evil spirits away , as she learned from her Grandmother. She always said , living mud ..provides live :<\/p>\n

She worked hard, with fast hands, her body also covered more and more in mud , as she catches leeches, maggots and others , to use it to heal him.<\/p>\n

Her fingers wiggling in his wounds like little worms , crawling in his flesh , stroking his wounds , scratching itches away , like small maggots and giving him all power her young body could provide. After hours of her endless efforts , the managed to ignite the slight spark of life inside him with her own life source.<\/p>\n

Feeling his overwhelming presence that slowly devours her soul ..mud, water ..and his energy slowly absorb her inner body, her soul , not strong enough, so she merged with him , her essences mixing up with the mud around and his mighty presence. Too late she recognized his godlike power taking her essence in.<\/p>\n

aafter a while .She found herself in an endless void ..just the presence of that warrior close ..shining in a bright red Aura<\/p>\n

His mighty voice thundering around her \u201eyou brought back Ekkekos son after his battle with thunder demons , you gave your life to save me \u2026now we are like one, joining my sacred power ..joining your human flesh.<\/p>\n

She was in fear and cried \u201eI wanted to heal the Jungle , all living inside, and now I am dead and deep in Supays realms , lost in you and will fade away slowly unremembered \u201e as thick tears flowing down her cheeks .<\/p>\n

The son of Ekkeko lifts her up and dried her tears \u201e you healed me with all your might,. with your soul itself you healed me with the powers of the river and mud , and all living there , you are the mud and all powers inside and so we will walk from now on the mundane earth sharing our powersI<\/p>\n

I am Ekkekos son, a fierce powerful fighter . And you will walk as a healer covered in your powerful mud , and heal all around you forever\u2026<\/p>\n

What is your name ? He asks, ..the young girl stays silent , pondering about all happening ..as she finally replies\u2026 My name is Fango !<\/p>\n

And so Fango the Mud goddess came into our world. Demigod and half human..surrounded by her healing tools, Mud .worshipped by maggots, worms and leeches . Frogs sing her song when she walks bye<\/p>\n

Snakes curl in devotion, and where she walks ..all fell better \u2026not cleaner, but better \u2026<\/p>\n

smiles looking at Catten ” that is thereason we honor today, Fango the mud godess with a mud bath ..<\/p>\n

Goddess of all Moor bathes<\/p>\n

bams ..the power of dirt my dear Elder …<\/p>\n

raises his arms “Praise Fango ..goddess of mud healers “<\/p>\n

Taup\u00e9icha!
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