Nothing limits the way a story can be told.. After all, it’s a story . . . So, in one version, it starts with a tug, not an ordinary one, not the usual set of cargoes. Signs of the extraordinary delivery show up in some beach fashions.
The ship is in, the once a year moment has arrived. Make way . . .
And the visitors come preaching
and beating the drum
and more dancing
Solstice being roughly half way through the year and memaids being roughly half human
and half flexible
And a third half thirsty . . . Much more to come.