“Then said the twin brothers, “Men, our children, are poorer than the beasts, their enemies; for each creature has a special gift of strength and sagacity, while to men has been given only the power of guessing. Nor would we that our children be web-footed like the beings that live over the waters and damp places.”
“Therefore, they sent all men and harmless beings to a place of security; then laid their water shields on the ground. Upon it they placed four thunder bolts, one pointing North, another West, another South, and the other Eastward. When all was ready they let fly the thunder bolts. Instantly, the world was covered with lurid fire and shaken with rolling thunders, as in a forest today burned and blasted where the lightning has fallen.
“Thus as the clay of vessels is burned to rock, and the mud of the hearth crackled and reddened by fire, so the earth was mottled and crackled and hardened where now we see mountains and masses of rock. Many of the great monsters and prey-beings were changed in a twinkling to enduring rock or shrivelled into twisted idols which the hunter and priest-warrior know best how to prize. Behold, their forms along every mountain side and ravine, and in the far western valleys and plains, still endure the tracks of the fathers of men and beings, the children of earth.
“Yet some of the beings of prey were spared, that the world might not become over-filled with life, and starvation follow, and that men might breathe of their spirits and be inspired with the hearts of warriors and hunters.