Thursday, May 17, 2012

Prelude: Before the Long Count.

It is very, very long ago, in a prehistoric age, in a primeval rain forest. It is warm now, but not very humid. The dry season is beginning.

It is dark and quiet now. There are only soft murmurs and rustlings in the trees, and a faint shining on the ground, like the first light of dawn.

Then the sky begins to brighten with a strange luminescence, a light that is not of this world.

From the highest tree that rises above the forest canopy, a mysterious voice speaks:

"I am the Sun, I am the Moon."

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