
Perusina, Perusino and Tupac: Secrets of the Mountains

"Have you heard?" Perusina asked, staring into the darkness with wide eyes. "The old people say that the mountains whisper at night and reveal their secrets."
Perusino grinned. "Whispering mountains? Maybe they tell stories about llama kings defending their carrots!"

“Look there!” Tupac suddenly shouted, pointing to a mysteriously glowing rock on the slope. “What is that?”

Perusino scratched his head. "Perhaps it's a map to a hidden treasure?"
Tupac knelt down and carefully touched the symbols. Suddenly a cool wind blew through the ravine and it was as if the symbols were speaking to him. A hint of awe hung in the air. "I believe this is a message about my brother Mayta Cápac," Tupac said quietly. "The symbols tell of his destiny to lead the empire."
Perusina giggled. "Destiny? I hope they also say he's good at riding llamas! An Inca without llama skills? Unimaginable!"

The three friends stood still, and the world around them seemed to hold its breath. The wind carried the gentle whispering of the mountains, as if telling them stories of heroic deeds and great adventures.

Perusina laughed. “Oh, we’ll see!”
With a happy laugh, the three of them ran down the mountain path and the darkness swallowed them up. But the signs on the rock shimmered one last time, as if the mountains themselves were waiting for the next adventure - and for the stories that Tupac and his brother Mayta Cápac would still write.
Under the stars we dream tonight, of adventures that ignite magic. Where llamas fly and stars sing, Something new will begin for us tomorrow. |
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