Puzzle
The artifact
one
only one
preserved in howling sand
precious
digged, found, rigged, bound, brought to wisdom of the galaxy.
Sages three
from planets five (don't ask)
trembling dared look it
M'daath, the one with heads two never agreeing
venerated title
but
title of this dying little square of sheets thin
was what?
Language beings gone stayed behind
known
Head second always first tried, always:
"It is a female insect hovering over food. See, (h)er and fly and food.
Head second pale jealous green against
"It is challenge fighting, see, kick butt, we met fore; means war.
Two females will kill other, flying."
-------- name never said, the one in cloud eternal,
was slow as all snake people were
"It is a religious ritual, where food is thrown to the gods above, can't you see. Butt up we know, its push up."
N, as all his flying species with one name letter hissed his say
"It is mating ritual, the food not food but lubricant for male member entering the fly, obvious"
Days changed evenings dark, dark born rosy morn.
Wisest three sages from five planets (dont ask)
agreed
to disagree
there no agree
And sat around little square, possibly treasure history in
afraid open
what is not known
and looked, soaked, cooked in head, word on title page
puzzle unsolvable
glaring its letters at them.
Letters
Butterfly