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Show CHAPTER 2 The Mountain of the Sacred Bird Sacred treasures sleep in secret places hidden by Mother Earth, and often a child will be chosen to awaken them. Nuiji was awakened by the bright sun shining in his face. He looked up at the steep mountain with rocky ledges jutting from its side. One ledge, about half-way to the top caught his eye. Its shape resembled the head and beak of a Macaw bird. To the Anasazi the Macaw bird was sacred, and they used its feathers to decorate their religious objects and costumes. Nuiji's heart pounded in his ears. Would the blue-green stones be under the ledge? Grandfather had told him they were, that he had seen them with his own eyes. His thoughts moved his legs and he began climbing. Doubts crowded his mind. Would his trip be for nothing? His grandfather was dead now. It had been long ago when he had visited the cave. |