The sun went down. It grew dark and the night was quiet and cold.
The raiders crept up towards the village. It was dark. “Everyone must be asleep,” they said.
Inside the great tree the villagers waited.
What was going to happen?
They were cold. They were hungry. And they were afraid.
Then Thaimi said, “It’s cold. Let’s make a fire.” And she took two stones and struck them together. The sparks caught the grass and small flames flared.
Soon a bright warm fire was burning.