This story happened a long time ago, when burning bushes were still wandering through the desert and talking to random passers-by (a person who has the habit of walking in the desert would not be at all surprised if a lizard, a cobblestone, and even more so a bush suddenly spoke to him). It was then that the Church of the Great God Om was waiting for the coming of the next prophet, who was about to appear, since prophets are very obligatory people and strictly follow the established schedule. It was then that a young novice named Brutha discovered a small turtle in the garden, which turned out to be the Great God Om... In general, this story is about turtles and eagles, and also about why turtles cannot fly.