Dancing Mirage shuts the tome gently. The thing had been well preserved, considering it having been several hundred years old by now.
He picks up his torch, and casts another glance around the library of the pyramid.
So many tomes had been buried with master-of-beasts, who knew what wisdom was held in the other books?
His mind was ablaze with questions.
Who were the gods?
What were their names?
He had been the first to dare desecrate the tomb of god-king Master of Beasts (peace be with him), to find out the secrets he had brought with him into the eternal sleep.
Oh, and the answers he had gotten, and the things he had seen.
The gods hadn’t been gods, but aliens! It was incredible!
They had always been there for them, watching them from beyond.
When there had been times of starvation or sickness, they would descend with their flaming ships from the sky, bringing with them food or medicines.
It had started with Master of Beasts, but it hadn’t ended with him.
Mirage hears one of his fellow archaeologists shout from another chamber.
“I found something!”
Mirage hides the book in his chest pocket.
No one else will be credited for finding the memoirs of Master-of-beasts (peace be with him)!
As he steps into the second chamber, which was filled with relics and treasures of art, he immediately spots what his fellow archaeologist had just called them for.
The lights of the box shine brightly, yet it doesn’t look to contain any fuel, wood, oil, gas or otherwise.
Truly it is the technology of the Gods, and Dancing Mirage is certain that it must be the “computer” that Master-of-Beasts spoke of in the book.
What knowledge could be earned from this magical piece of technology?
The archaeologists pick the computer, and the mystical piece it was connected to, up and carry it out of the great tomb.
They had not dared to disturb the central chamber, and its three residents.
Master of Beasts, Quiet River, and the mighty beast.
They carefully load their find onto the beasts of burden tamed for them by the gods, and set a course towards the academy.
The second revolution was about to begin.