I am surronded by Nature books. A monkey's face, a green whale, a red Indian. So many mysteries of the world held in such a tiny space. You could spend an eternity learning all the things in the world. Some aren't as interesting. Others are mysteries that have intrigued man, and woman, for centuries. I wonder what it's like to be the discoverer of a new mystery. It would be very exciting.
I am the great explorer, on my way to make a great discoverey. I have traveled far and wide, and have now found the perfect situation for my discovery.
I head out through the thick jungle forest, feeling the leafy ferns on my arms and legs. The monkeys screech high above in the trees. The birds, with their many exotic colors, form flurries of rainbows in the branches.
I make my way through the last bunch of vines and twisting trees. As my blade slices through the thick green, I stop in amazement. Light reflects off a huge sand-colored building. It reaches high above the treetops, pointing, almost stretching to grab the sky. There are two great stone columns in the front. A dark passage leads inside.
I slowly make my way up the stone rubble to the passage. I light my torch and creep into the dark abyss. On the high walls are beautiful paintings done in primitive colors and styles. I study them carefully and note their importance in my log. A flash, a glimmering fleck of light, catches my eye. I turn and make my way towards a room that smells of must and dampness. The torch begins to flicker. I squint to see a large shadow in the corner, which begins to change form and