Since time began, we have lived in the shadows of the moon and the blood of the earth. Today we will rise, and the world will be ours, beyond dark and light, beyond fire and water, beyond dusk and dawn Recuerda hija mía
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se topará con la mía para protegerte | Súplica que te hace un corazón afligido por los duros golpes del cruel destino que lo han vencido siempre en su lucha humana, ya que si tu poder divino no intercede en mí favor, sucumbiré por falta de ayuda. |
Spirits and gods were woven into the fabric of ancient life. Our ancestors lived in the larger world; one not designed by humanity.
It was a bristling place, it was Nature entire, with all its merciless peril and untamed wonderment. The ancients comprehended this far more readily. The fierce, unveiled wilderness was just outside the door of those houses of wattle and daub. Night truly fell in those fire-lit villages. Darkness meant something to our ancestors.
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