The Magic Had Always Been There...

Tepary Jones had always felt it. Fascinated by the magic of the ancient cliff dwelling called Picture House, he knew it was the perfect place to view his first total eclipse of the moon. Perhaps it would help him understand the secrets of the Ancient Ones.

In the dark silence, Tep and his dog Dusty waited for the lunar show. What Tep witnessed, to his horror, were robbers with shovels chipping into the red sandstone, destroying the ancient pictures, and stealing the priceless treasures! Left behind in their haste was a small, polished bone flute. Something told Tep he shouldn't put the flute to his lips, but he just couldn't resist. And then the magic began...THE MAGIC HAD ALWAYS BEEN THERE . . .

Tepary Jones had always felt it. Fascinated by the magic of the ancient cliff dwelling called Picture House, he knew it was the prefect place to view his first total eclipse of the moon. Perhaps it would help him understand the secrets of the Ancients Ones.

In the dark silence, Tep and his dog Dusty waited for the lunar show. What Tep witnesses, to his horror, were robbers with shovels chipping into the red sandstone, destroying the ancient pictures, and stealing the priceless treasures! Left behind in their haste was a small, polished bone flute. Something told Tep he shouldnt put the flute to his lips, but he just couldnt resist. And then the magic began. . .