Don't Ya Know

It is a new age on Corycian, (Core-seen) Island, the early 1900s on the Eye-Land of the Gods. The putrid-smelling, fish oil factories of the 1800s are gone. Now The Strand Hotel, the Believers Campgrounds, St. Anthony s Convent, and The Captain s Guest House are destinations for shoreless refugees who seek a connection beyond themselves to an ether sifting through the island atmosphere. When the world-weary newcomers meet the unworldly islanders, a storm of spirit be wit in you and wit out you, don't ya know, according to Corycian native Nuna Shellfoot who speaks in the soft dialect of her mixed ancestry. Nuna tucks a gray hair into a crown of black braids and turns her caramel-colored face toward the sun. Nuna s hope is in the Runapewak who wander in spirit. All together, all-a-wanna, they will help her care for the sacred land of this place which is being threatened by real estate developers, the northeast's Keyclose Clan, and a rash of unbelief.