Prehistoric Valley

Here are the written remains of the spoken rhymes, on the walls excavated from the soil of the times. From a previous era of unrecorded history, without interpretation, they remain a mystery. An enlightening message remains entombed. What will we read from this entity exhumed? Is a warning from past epochs presumed? Will it describe how the civilization was consumed? Some papyrus has ink stains that are centuries dried. Does it describe how these people at least tried to survive before they inevitably died. Is it a presumable truth? Perhaps they lied.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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