A missive from the darkness The mist hung low over the Snake River. As I looked around I saw hieroglyphics, carved in stone by the ancient ones. The spirits of the lowland natives swirled around me. How could I read from those rocks when even the great Chief Joseph couldn't explain those hieroglyphics?
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