"Captain Sager, this golden stone looks golden, as if it is the big dust gold that my grandmother said..."

"Ancestors! These dense symbols, neat and weird, seem to indicate the guidance of the deer... Is it the pattern of shaman divination?..."

In the deep night, there are also bright stars in the starry sky of Kamchatka Peninsula. Wrapped in thick leather robes, the sailors of the Northland tribe skillfully dug shallow pits and built short leather sheds to protect them from the wind. they share

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