Three Line Tales #134

It was only at the beginning of the day, at the sun’s rise, when the miracle appeared. The indigenous population of the small forgotten island worshipped freely every morning. It was a tradition passed on from the earliest inhabitants of this undiscovered land.

The belief was held by all ancestors that this daily ritual was the secret to their unique way of life, living in harmony with no outside influences to harm them. The rising light through the natural tunnel was their life giving protector.

Outsiders heard rumors of such a place, calling it Utopia, but it was never revealed.

Three Line Tales, Week 134

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