The Tribe gathered several times each season. Feasts, births, deaths. But not every gathering was intended. Sometimes Everyone gathered due to some external force.
If The Island was unusually cold for a long time, The Tribe would gather in the caves for warmth, or if it was hot, they would gather in the lagoons.
Today, there was an amazing display on the horizon, some sort of clouds, that gathered The Tribe on the beach as they all looked on in confusion and wonder, neatly gathered for the Empire's ships to land and gather up the heathen savages for transport away.
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