Long ago, according to the people of Lithuania… The Sun and the Moon were the best of friends. They were inseparable. Wherever Sun went, Moon followed. Wherever Moon went, Sun followed. Everything they did, they did side by side. Time passed and they decided to get married, of course. But it was no ordinary wedding.
Imagine, that there is a prairie that stretches as far as the eye can see… With tall, golden grass that rustles gently in the breeze. And above the grass, there is the endless blue of the sky. And in the middle of that prairie, there is a circle of tents. And in the middle of circle of tents, there is a fire. And sat round the fire, are the people, the first people of America. And they are talking, laughing, singing, drumming around the fire as the flames dance into the sky.
Long ago, when the world began. The world was perfect. It was blue and green and perfect. There was enough food, there was enough water, it was perfect. All the animals and humans lived happily together, side by side. Everything was perfect, perfect, perfect. Except … For one problem!