Book of Marvels
Dear Priestesses,
You do not know me, but I am a friend, an Inca citizen. I
was in Machu Picchu, Peru, when the Spaniards attacked, and saw you flee. I
have no idea why the Spaniards took over, but there is a rumor that all they
wanted was our gold. I am amazed at the Spaniard’s greed of gold. Why, they
seemed amazed that we use it commonly! The metal is widely used here because we
have so much of it. Priestesses, the reason I call is to tell you that Machu
Picchu, our city of granite that equals the Aztecs in greatness, is in great
danger, the Spaniards are in war mode, they are killing everyone, you left just
in time! However, I doubt if you will remain hidden for long. Why if the
Spaniards were able to find the trail, you would be ruined! So, I advise you to
be on the lookout, and take great care of yourselves. I am too, fleeing the
country. Sadly, I do not think that I will be able to make my escape, for I
have started quite late. Right now I look back on Machu Picchu, our city of
gold gleams in the sunset, the shining granite reflects the light, making it
even brighter, a golden light on our mountain. Praise the sun-god! Let him
grant me a safe journey! But here, I must end, for I see the Spaniards
following closely. Travel safely, and may the sun-god always be with you!
Until we meet again,
A Loving Friend
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