Atlantis Part 1

It was from the stars they came, out of the vast darkness of the Primeval Cosmos falling from the sky in a wingless creature. Consumed with fire and thunder, it crashed to the earth and plowed a long rift upon it before coming to rest on the lush green grasslands. The beast lay shattered and bent, yet still many crawled through the smoke and death out of the mouth of what remained and onto the land they would call their home. Although none could remember who they were or where they came from – they knew that they were alive. However, the silver beast that brought them was dead and they had no knowledge to heal it. Thus they removed its shiny scales piece by piece to make their own shelters from its body while they buried their dead.

They were a people determined to survive and make a place for themselves. From the entrails of the beast they also brought glowing red crystals. The crystals provided light and vibrated with a hum at a frequency that soothed many of them to their soul. Those crystals they carried to a safe place deep in the empty caverns of a long-dormant volcano in the spine of the island they were soon to settle. Eventually, they would understand that these crystals gave them power, and they endeavored to learn what they could of them.

In time they gave themselves a name. They called themselves the followers of Atlas, the one who lead them here and gave them hope for a new future. In time, the strange blue people became known as the Atlanteans who dwelled in the place called Atlantis. . . And they thrived.


Recorded in the Fourth Age of the Golden Aspen by Watcher CrellianRafkarSil of Avalon

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