[The carvings along the pathway walls are mixed, but they do tell the starts of a story.
In the time before time, when the world was new, the Great Spirit Mata Nui descended from the skies like a burning star. He walked the world, and marveled at its beauty
---followed by his brother, the dark spirit Makuta. Makuta coveted this world and all that his brother had--
--dominated the land, as fields withered away, sunlight grew cold, and ancient values were forgo--
...
The small shadowy figure raises a hand with an immediate hushing sound.]
Not now, traveler! Can't you see when an artist is hard at work? I must concentrate!
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In the time before time, when the world was new, the Great Spirit Mata Nui descended from the skies like a burning star. He walked the world, and marveled at its beauty
---followed by his brother, the dark spirit Makuta. Makuta coveted this world and all that his brother had--
--dominated the land, as fields withered away, sunlight grew cold, and ancient values were forgo--
...
The small shadowy figure raises a hand with an immediate hushing sound.]
Not now, traveler! Can't you see when an artist is hard at work? I must concentrate!