Last Quarter Moon Day 16 The pale men have reached our shores. We were awakened at dawn by clamorous shouts of voices unlike any I have ever heard and the sight of men unlike any I have seen... As Caonabó and I emerged from our house... they immediately surrounded the plaza... to point hollow-looking metal sticks at us. From these sticks they fired bursts of lightning into the air, which startled and frightened our people, forcing many to flee. It was as if we were at war with gods.