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“Can I ask you so, Jonokol?” Ayla said

“Of course”

“Why did you paint the deer on top of the mammoth?”

“That wall, that place, drew me to it,” Jonokol said “It’s where I had to put the reindeer They were in the wall and wanted to come out”

“It is a special wall It leads beyond,” the wos there, or a flute is played, that wall answers It echoes, resonates to the sound Sometimes it tells you what it wants”

“Did all these walls

tell so the paintings they had passed by

“That’s one reason this deep is so sacred Most of the walls talk to you, if you kno to listen; they lead you places, if you are willing to go,” the woman acolyte said

“No one ever toldus now?” Jondalar asked

“Because you will have to listen, and perhaps go through, if you are going to help the First find the elan of your brother, Jondalar,” the wo to understand why Jonokol was inspired to et an idea” The womatically at Jondalar and Ayla, then turned to walk deeper into the cave

“Oh, before you go on,” Ayla said to the wo her arm to detain her “I don’t knohat to call you, can I ask your name?”

“My name isn’t iiving it up anyway I am the First Acolyte to the Zelandoni of the Second Cave”

“Then, I suppose I could call you Acolyte of the Second,” Ayla said

“Yes, you could, although the Zelandoni of the Second has one ahead to the Su”

“Then perhaps First Acolyte of the Second?”