The Mayan calendar turns, and years come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the calendar that gave it birth comes again. In one calendar, called the Long Calendar by some, a calendar yet to come, a calendar long past, a wind rose above the great mountainous island of Belauterra. The calendar was not the ending. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the Mayan calendar. But it was an ending.
