Pioneering souls of yesterday's untold strife, waysiding pools of heretofore uncollected data.
Reverberating totally throughout ages of long lost history, parading quietly in pages of recent books.
Details not fully given, because no one knows for sure what happened long ago.
Trudging slowly, forming circles at times, folding in upon centuries of untold eons.
Related now in oft time stories, relying on the word of mouth - oratory.
Fascinating trails along mountainous ravines, striding with ever - widening beliefs, to arrive intact at estimated destinations.
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