The day is here. We celebrate Hathor. Saturn hovers over us in the centre of the village, its rings and moons also depicted. It's a joyous day, a great day.

And we have special guests today. A group of beings from Enlil's village. The village has agreed to give them an observer position. He will be allowed to be there, take part in our ceremony and report on it. He has also brought gifts as compensation for the destruction caused by Marduk. His villagers can already speak a few words in our language and are overjoyed to be there.

It turns out that they show their teeth when they are angry and want to do you harm, but especially when they want to do you good. It was very confusing for most of us. And funny to see when Ningi tried to show teeth. He doesn't have many left. It was a bonding moment for all of us.

As far as we understand them, they are from another planet. No one was seriously hurt by Marduk, thankfully. But since Enlil and Marduk acted so differently, the village is in Enlil's favour. Let's hope that this ONU he talks so much about will continue to be favourable to us.

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We have not shown them how we create manna. They are amazed at what we build and create and are keen to know more. But Ningi was very clear in his rejection.

‘The manna saved us, as did our speed, cunning and our desire to be there for each other. They can know about the latter, but the former should remain our secret.’ Everyone agreed.

Dumuzid is no longer annoyed by the others. His speed and courage have finally earned him recognition. He visibly enjoys it, sprints from here to there and is happy.

As always, Ningi swims calmly and serenely at the edge of the party. Many of the younger ones dance exuberantly or listen to the stories of our ancestors from the last Hathor festival. It was a long time ago. Now Ningi is also to report. Laughing and with restraint, he gets involved. His deep, calm voice fills our village.

It is a special festival for me. Not only was I able to commemorate my parents and other ancestors, but also open up a new world for us Ravi. We don't know how things will turn out with these beings. But after the turbulent beginnings, we hope for the best. This has always worked well for me so far.

‘Hey, Nanshe, tell us your story! Tell us how you found Tjaru again,’ shouts someone from the group.

‘I've got to go, see you later.’