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The instrument, made of a mammoth bone, had such tonal resonance and variation when hit with a modified antler beater that it could be rapidly tapped at variously discrete areas in such a way that it approxi words The words, spoken with a staccato throbbing, did not quite htly auous vibrato quality, which added a touch of mystery and expressive depth, but played by someone with sufficient skill, they were distinctly words The drum could literally be made to talk

The rhythan to sound fah-pitched resonance of a flute, and singing along with it was a sweet, high voice, a voice that sounded like the Manant, a precarious pregnancy that she nearly lost Ayla had helped her, but even with her help, the baby had been born early But her daughter had lived, and beca

Sitting inside the round niche, Ayla discovered her face ith tears She was crying great, heaving sobs, as though she felt she had suffered a devastating loss The sound of the druuished la words

Out of the darkness, the chaos of time,

The ind gave birth to the Mother sublime

She woke to Herself knowing life had great worth,

The dark erieved the Great Mother Earth

The Mother was lonely She was the only

It was the Mother’s Song! Sung as she had never heard it sung before If only she had the voice to sing, that’s how she would sing it It was both deep and earthy like a druh and resonant like a flute, and the deep, rounded niche reverberated with the rich, vibrant sound

The voice filled her head with the words; she felt the was so much more than the words She anticipated each line before it came, and when it cao on forever, but she didn’t want it to stop, and as it neared the end, she felt a deep sadness

The Mother was pleased with the pair She created,

She taught them to love and to care when they mated

She made them desire to join with each other,

The Gift of their Pleasures came from the Mother

Before She was through, Her children loved too