Meet Pulang Pagong (Red Turtle). He is the last of his kind. He had been into hiving with his clan for eons until that fateful night when the moon was blue and their worst nightmare came in the middle of the night. He fought fiercely along with his family and friends but their metallic carapace had no match to the magic and myhem of the Bakunawas. When the last of the dust settles, only mounds of ashes and piles of rubles were in sight. Pulang Pagong looked around. His tears already dried up. He looked up the sky and said... (to be continued)
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