Saying goodbye to the pair of Lovers, the footless bird continued to fly.
She arrived at a land of jagged rocks and heard some stones calling.
"We are the exit of the brain, the skylight of Wisdom."
"There are three of us brothers, guess our identity and names, and find the most perfect three kings among us to conquer us."
The footless bird looked at the myriad holes and apertures on the massive boulders.
She knew the rocks beneath her were part of a giant face of the earth, filled with rocky holes and indentations.
They represented the three cavities of the skull.
Ears, mouth, nose.
The three brothers looked alike, difficult to distinguish.
"Distinguishing you is simple." First, she plugged all the holes with mud.
She found that two-thirds of the cavities started suffocating, seemingly out of breath.
She knew this two-thirds were the mouth and nose, as they are for breathing.
But how to differentiate between the mouth and nose?
