"And of the day, none has spoken, nor have their eyes seen that which is manifest therein. The Coming is upon wings of Light that circle in the grey dawn, as a nesting Anka bird. The egg of the Earth is born anew, cracked from within its sacred womb. Out from its center the chick arises, its beak a slender knife that cuts through the weave of the world. Lo, a web of gold is spun, a pattern of the ageless stars. Souls move upon its fine threads, gathering eternity in a wave of exaltation, as they plunge into the heart of the blue star."
- from the Ra-Maj codex, a pre-deluge text of prophecy written by the ‘Light Bringers' of the Mayan world
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