"Oh, you mean the Heavenly Snake Divine Descendant? Now that is no small thing!"
The long river flowed north, and the lagoon shimmered with light. Red Lake Town sat between river and lake, while seven longships were moored at the mouth where the two met. At this moment, the epics of the Maya peoples drifted slowly on the evening wind at the river mouth. In just a few words, they crossed thousands of years of rise and fall!
"This begins with the vanished Golden Age! The whole land of the Maya stretched more than two thousand li from north to south, from the Yucatan coast in the far north to the mountains of Guatemala in the far south. From south to north, it could be divided into the seven-hundred-li northern lowlands, the seven-hundred-li central basin, and the seven-hundred-li southern highlands. Across this vast rainforest, hundreds of tribes and city-states were scattered, continuing for three thousand years!"
Tikalo's expression grew distant. He tilted his head slightly, as if tracing back some ancient memory. He paused for a moment, and his tone turned solemn and earnest.
"However, though the Maya peoples were scattered from north to south, they shared a common source, and that was the Maya of the Golden Age, the City of Gods city-states of the central basin! Thirteen hundred years ago, in the boundless rainforest of the central basin, many divine descendants, under the guidance of the gods, began the Golden Age and wrote the most brilliant ancient poems. At that time, throughout the entire central basin, there were cultivated farmlands everywhere, built canals, vast cities, continuous observatories, and towering temples of the gods that rose into the clouds!..."
At this point, Tikalo's eyes were already filled with longing. He could not help himself and began to sing a