“There is an elephant in here.”
“You said you could read runes!” Bob Rill spoke calmly – inside he fumed at the delay in deciphering the message.
“I can.” responded Arry Stotle, “if they’re from your standard runic alphabet – these are a variation.” Arry returned his attention to the parchment.
Bob looked at Arry’s hunched over form with respect and resentment. He knew Arry was trying his best, but…
“What I mean is… there’s an elephant in the rune? It’s a Mayan Civilisation inscription written in Anglo-Saxon Futhorc runes – where would they get an elephant in the 7th Century BC?