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 Then Sun went to look for a stick and he broke off a stick with his feet. The bird's nest was upon the moss. Then Sun walked to it upon the log. He walked slowly to it. He held the stick in his hand. When he got near, he struck it. Then Sun saw it was dead, and he took it up, but it was very light.

Just as Sun turned, a humming sound arose on the other side — Hm-hm-mmmmmmmm, it sounded. Mosquitoes came out from inside the moss. These were small ones, like ashes. What Sun had come to was a Mosquito town.

Then they bit that man. He ran very fast, but he kept his large Mosquito. When he got far from the lake, he knew they were following him for that. Then he tore it in pieces and threw it about. He said, "You will bite even the last generation of people."

Because Sun tore it in pieces, the big mosquitoes came to be in the world.

Then he escaped to his canoe.