Starring: Matt Bomer as Guy Handsome, Jared Leto as Joe Handsome and Special Guest Star Rosario Dawson as the Goddess Pele
Pele, while frequently away of late, always came home for meetings of the Polynesian Voyaging Society. She especially liked the night meetings on the beaches far from urban light sources, and also the hikes up on Mauna Kea. (Although more than once in the past several decades she had been annoyed by prohibitions on palanquins during the hikes.)
The Polynesian peoples who had first settled her Islands were a great relief to her loneliness, yes, but in an historical retrospective they had also saved her from being reviled by later Christian settlers as a demon or worse as a virgin!
But mostly, Pele loved to listen to the people talk about the star swept sky.
The stars, she knew were great furnaces so far away that one could only see them as pin pricks of light in the obsidian blackness of space.
As the ocean breeze swept her hair and her flame colored mu-mu this way and that, she wondered what those long ago voyagers had felt, and wondered how, if they were afraid in the huge tracts of darkness that their ocean crossing required, they had managed to stay the course?
“Are you chilly?” Guy asked the woman looking at the stars, and offering her the blanket that he had brought along to sit on. He had it wrapped generously around her shoulders, not even realizing who was standing before him, as Pele was wearing one of her more aged avatars.
“Thank you.” She was now grinning, “but you must be cold! Why don't you go put a shirt on?” She waited for his reply. If she had expected complaint, or remonstration she was disappointed.
“No, that is okay, I come from Chicago, and it gets so cold there you can toss a cup of coffee into the air and it makes snow.” He followed her gaze. “It is great here, isn't it?”
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Joe came jogging up to his brother, and instantly wondered how, even with dozens of beautiful wahines around, he always ended up conversing with an older person. “Sup?”
“He was telling me how it can snow coffee in your homeland,” Pele replied. “And how you don't get cold here, even when it is chilly, like now.”
Joe laughed, “yes, to us? This isn't chilly!”
“So, why do you think the Polynesians came to this land?” She asked the brothers.
Joe was about to give a dozen sociological-economic reasons for undertaking such a voyage, when he suddenly looked at Guy and recalled something from their youth. “Just a little farther.” He whispered the phrase wistfully.
Guy chuckled. “Which is why people do anything. You climb on a rock, then you have to climb on a little bit bigger rock.”
“And if you have a brother? You have to climb a little higher than he climbed,” Joe explained.
“So then of course he has to climb a little higher than that,” Guy continued, “And if your Mom and Dad let you run ahead at the park? You want to go... just a little farther.”
“So eventually you end up on the moon,” Joe finished.
“Just a little farther?” Pele realized, “I feel like that about the ocean, and how far into it the land goes.”
Her disguise lifted and the brother's were a bit startled. They watched her sweep away, still holding their blanket around herself, like some ancient chieftain.
