The Voice of the Liurai of Ossu

At he beginning of the century, the Liurai of Ossu presented the invader with a weapon venerated by the Mauberes and, as he did so, declared that he would never again go to war.

The forest of the Mauberes have always been sacred temples and repositories of secrets. For at least five hundred years foreigners from many countries have traversed these places without ever understanding them. For however much they have seen or heard, it is never sufficient for them to gain an insight into the inner life and customs of the Mauberes. They would have to be able to see and to hear far more, and above all to understand the light of the voices.

A thousand Maubere secrets and plans have been guarded for centuries by families, priests, liurais and other chiefs, only to be revealed in time of need. All the Mauberes know of these things, and have even recounted them down the ages; but no foreigner has ever been able to penetrate to the depths of Maubere history.

This is why almost nothing is known of the Mauberes, and why the true significance of many, many secrets, even those revelead by the people, has still not been fully explained.

Like that gesture made by the Liurai of Ossu.

Some seventy years ago, the Liurai decided to present the invader with a rifle venerated by the Mauberes. After all the customary rituals, the Liurai of Ossu, surrounded by his chiefs and priests, requested that the said weapon be brought from the sacred forest where it had been kept for many years - a single-barrel rifle over two and a half metres long. His act appeared to be one of homage to the invader, and his words those prompted by genuine humility:

«We no longer need arms.»

«Why not ?», replied the invader.

«Because we shall never again go to war.»

This war taken up by the priests and chiefs:

«We no longer need arms because we shall never go to war.»

Other liurais, chiefs and priests assuredly echoed the sentiment:

«We no longer need arms because we shall never again go to war.»

But words of this nature were always uttered outside the forest, never within it. For inside the forest the people only sang the freedom.

Even today, girls and boys, men and women, sing of freedom in the forest.

And there are those who claim that they can still hear, amid the rustling of the trees, the Liurai of Ossu singing his song of freedom.