The Last Days of Pangea. OGO

sorry, sorry. Let’s go quickly,» the leader’s daughter hurried in a whisper.

      The children rushed towards the light. And very soon the tunnel led the young tribesmen to the source of a mysterious glow – to the Abode of Unity.

      – Wow! Just look how they glow! Ronin wondered as he entered the vast grotto. – These are the symbols of hunters and shamans!

      The Temple of the Creator, shrouded in a green haze from top to bottom, shimmered with iridescent green streams of light. Everywhere on the walls, on the ledges and planes, exuding a bright glow, the rock paintings and engravings of the first people shone. Radiance, like rare rays of the Great Fire, cutting through the thickness of the clouds on a cloudy day, emanated from the cavities and inscriptions of ornaments, spraying warm light over the expanses of the Temple. The children were fascinated by what they saw! For all the Moons and Great Fires they have not seen anything more bizarre and unusual. Opening their mouths, the fry slowly stepped along the walls of the dungeon and examined the luminous symbols on the tablets.

      – Ah! Omi admired. – How beautiful it is here!

      – Yeah… And one of the hunters said that the Temple was dark and damp, – Ronin remembered the gossip of the sentinels and put out the torch. – And it’s very warm here, even hot somehow…

      – It’s a glow! It warms the Temple, – Elna guessed, and cautiously extended her hand almost close to the glowing symbol. – Ai! – immediately pulled back. – Hot!

      «I think it’s the flames of Pangea that Valan was talking about!» Green fire that gives strength to tenacious hunters and shamans! Unga exclaimed. – Or prana, which must be withdrawn!

      – Exactly! Elna picked up. – It can only be so hot from the flame!

      Suddenly and briskly Unga held his hand at a distance from the symbol. The kid touched the green rays for a moment and, not feeling the warmth, realized that they were scalding only at the source. Unga once again, but slowly, brought his hand to the stream of light and froze. The youth gasped in surprise: a mysterious green beam, touching the palm, illuminated Unga’s hand and came out through the other side; the youth’s hand was filled with a glow to the very forearm, and through the radiant skin the silhouettes of bones and joints became visible, and Unga bulged his eyes in amazement.

      – Wow! the children were delighted.

      – Wow! Elna gasped. – Aren’t you in pain? Not hot?

      Unga shook his head.

      «He… He’s not hot. It’s not even warm!

      Immediately, the young adventurers repeated after their relative – they touched the rays. And indeed – at a short distance from the luminous ornaments, warmth was not felt at all. The hands of the brave men were filled with green light, while Elna carefully brought her palm close to the symbol.

      «Look.» She touched the engraving. – Try it. No longer burns.

      The others followed the girl’s advice. Slowly bringing their hands to the springs, the children nodded approvingly. Elna was right.

      Ronin also completely removed his hand from the symbol, but his brush continued to radiate radiance, gradually losing the power of the glow.

      – Wow! – the relatives groaned and groaned again, and Ronin began to smoothly move his hand in front of him. His movements mysteriously left behind a plume of green radiant dust. The remnants of the radiance of light retained the silhouette of the hand for a moment, and then disappeared into the air without a trace.

      – Wow! the children were delighted again and repeated after the youth.

      They did this over and over again, admiring the luminous outlines.

      Soon, Ronin’s hand completely stopped glowing, and he once again touched the symbol, but immediately pulled his hand away.

      – Ai! Hot! the youth exclaimed.

      – Aha! Elna smiled. – From afar it is necessary.

      The girl did the same thing that Unga did the first time, and then touched the engraving. She managed not to get burned, and she quietly clapped her hands:

      – How wonderful, how wonderful!

      Young tribesmen followed the example of Elna. Having done the cunning trick many more times, they, satisfied with the solution of the shining rays, ran up to the next ledge with symbols.

      «Look, these are all the reptiles that the hunting parties defeated! Unga thought.

      The rest, assenting, confirmed the words of a relative.

      «It’s Longneck,» Omi pointed to the symbol.

      «You know everything, baby,» Ronin praised.

      – Aha! And these are Lazuny, Unga noted. «They hang around the camp all the time.

      «Tail… Tails…» the leader’s daughter hesitated.

      – Tail – Leech! Elna suggested.

      – Exactly, exactly! Tailtail,» Omi rejoiced at her quick wits and hugged her older tribeswoman.

      – And what is it? The dark-haired maiden turned her attention to the next tablet. What is this, the Great Fire?

      To the right, on the ledge, ancient wisdom was carved – an inscription about a fiery luminary, which illuminated the abode of Pangea and helped hunters in the hunt, and about the Moon, which calculated time and with its presence granted rest and dreams. And everyone from young to old knew that wisdom!

      «And Pangea created the Great Fire in the raging waters,» Ronin began to broadcast. So that hunters can see their prey.

      – Yes! The children supported the story.

      «And so that the fire would not incinerate the created lands, Pangea returned it back to the water element and raised the Moon into the sky in its place so that Her creations could gain wisdom!»

      Elna stared at the young man with admiration.

      «You did well, Ronin, you memorized the tales of Varn,» she praised.

      The youth smiled and, grimacing abstrusely, continued to examine the symbols on the ledge with an important face. The girls and Unga noticed their kinsman’s imaginativeness and giggled softly. And Ronin, unable to restrain himself, giggled with everyone.

      For a long time, the young looked at the luminous inscriptions with reptiles and the history of the heavenly bodies and imagined all sorts of adventures with them, until little Omi discovered nearby a niche with some bones, a broken bow, a spear and colorful intricate pebbles.

      – Look! she called. – Here is a decrepit bow and some kind of gnawed bones. Fi… And colored pebbles! They shine! Elna, can I take these stones for myself?

      The black-haired maiden and the youths immediately jumped up to the leader’s daughter and began to examine her find, and Ronin, seeing the bizarre luminous likeness of stones, remembered the teachings of Varna and explained:

      «These are ancestral relics, Omi. Not stones at all. These are the shells that the great-great-grandfathers of the ancestors once found off the coast of raging waters! And here is the footprint of Zavrini, about which Hord spoke, – the young man lifted a petrified stub of earth.

      – I don’t want a trace! Can I have shells? At least one?

      «No, no, dear,» Elna objected tremulously. – You can’t take relics. We can be scolded for it.

      – Well, uh … – the baby immediately pouted her lips, and Unga began to calm her down:

      «You will, Omi. We really will be reprimanded for shells. And by the way, have you forgotten why we came here?

      – Exactly! said Ronin. – Look at the leader!

      – Where