Three Untold Tales Of Atlantis And Poseidonia
Be aware: here are two tales, somewhat out of place, written at the last moments of reediting the guide (6-2007), written so the reader can easily put into focus what occurred during the Capture of the King of Atlantis while within the watery tomb of Atlantis, the gardens, and the Knowledge of Ais, for she did acquire some throughout her lengthy voyage from Atlantis to Hell, and then seeking out Limbo. The brief sketches are easy untold tales throughout the tales you will have simply learn, tales that may assist produce for the reader a extra descriptive image of those two occasions.
The Wisdom of Ais
(After the Seize of Her Husband, Phrygian, Anases listens to the wisdom of Ais so she stood forth and mentioned: “I shall go ahead, slightly than look ahead to the foes of hell to weigh on me, wondering what their subsequent move will likely be.”
Then Anases cried out within the backyard of Atlantis, in its water tomb, “Ais, Queen of Atlantis, from the Home of Phrygian, you’ve seen the evil of the instances, and of the counsels of Hell were vain, and that in the shameless land there isn’t any hiding, no escape but known, and none will take our place and now you will have walked away from the husband of yours that once sat indeed within the excessive-seat of Atlantis, and who was ruler of all the world. Let me know be your companion. For what’s left!”
Ais arose and stated firmly, “You do no evil that I know of, nor communicate it, thus, there isn’t a shame in you, I did earlier than as I do now, as my heart tells me to I say to you old good friend and now companion… (She hesitates a moment) this woe is now come, and I will go on behalf of the House of my Father, to hunt an entrance into this Limbo. I’ve had enough ache in my existence be it on earth or right here in Hell, we must merely go in an amazing haste and peruse a new abode, be it Limbo, or one other corner of Hell. I deem this place is not a sanctuary, because it as soon as was for us.
These words did indeed foster a kind of smile and adrenaline rush for Anases, “We then must depart, for shapes dwell in the passing of ships within the waters of Hades, and they all lead to evil,” responded Anases.
Now Ais, in her haste to go, left Anases to his personal, somewhat forgetting he was not coming, or following her to the opening in the mountain that lead out into the waters, for had she regarded again, she would have seen Anases holding on to a huge stone construction of the dilapidated Atlantis. When she did turn round, he spoke from a distance, “Let me have my final moment please (grievously).”
“I beg you, come now…depart behind what remnants of an age lengthy gone to its decaying course of, it is however a dying shadow in a big ocean,” said Ais.
“Nay, nay, do take me with you, take me far away so I can not discover this place once more,” he stated.
The nice Capture
The seize of the King of Atlantis (Phrygian) was of course not by accident, but relatively a planned betrayal, within the Garden of Poseidonia, within the watery tomb of a mountain in the waters of Hades: that mentioned, I need to insure the small print are written down for posterity sake, for it was omitted in the total, through the narration of the story, I shall inform it as it was from the reminiscence of Beelzebub who informed it 100 instances on the docks of Hell (The King of Demons)who was present, what could be higher than that:
“…as we drew close to in that watery tomb of Atlantis, hidden we had been within the garden, for the moment came after we took step-by-step, sure indeed we crept behind him, halting, when he stood silent, so he could not right here our breath, or foot motion, and , and see where my eyes had been burning, burning I say with anticipation of his seize. I said to my self a thousand instances that hour, ‘…get the king, get the king…’ and my presence did not daybreak on him. Unwavering I used to be, and naturally, my companions, but it was me behind him, the closest, I dare anyone to say totally different. I insured I remained in opposition to the light, so his compadre, Anases did not see me, and stone island wax jacket he did not. Escape was not potential at this moment, and it was for me past enduring, for I needed to grab him, however I did not want him to flee.
Then I and my companions leaped on him, all at once, all of us…forcing him down, and hogtied him with chains. Sure, peril fell upon this king of kings from the earth, like a spider to a fly, like lightening placing a tree, like a bear grabbing its prey, that was us.”
And so remembered the mind of the demon, and his thoughts grew darkish and more adventurous every time he advised the story. The only factor the King said in his thoughts after the occasion was that, ‘All hope is false in Hell!’
A Poem for Ais
Blood burns, when there’s sadness,
For Ais, learned this to be so;
But now her reminiscences of Phrygian
Were dead and solidly froze
(now in the home of Limbo);
She knew not what she would find
Should she attempt to recollect
For her crossing from youth to old
Was all peril…!
No: 1882 6-22-2007
The Phrygian’ Mystery
(In Port of Poseidonia)
It was a wierd scene. The killing of the High Priest of Poseidonia, Xandore, his brother, Xandoro heard it (as he was standing under the 1500-step doorway to the high tower), knew of it, did not see it, however Agaliarept knew Xandoro knew of it, he needed to, he was Xandore´s assistant
within the temples of Poseidonia, the sister, Sham-hat whom additionally was a love priestess, she watched her older brother, now possessed by Agaliarept, with a bears eye, and a dears coronary heart (or so she figured he was), however even more so she watched Xandoro, whom she knew the King and Agaliarept would go after, she had heard a lot of the ways of her brother Xandore´s new moods, and pale pores and skin, and now Poseidonia had two mysteries, what happened to Xandore And now where was Xandoro Secrets have been never much in Poseidonia, but mysteries had been.
It was the third day Xandoro was lacking, and she dare not ask anyone within the palace, particularly the demon infested new excessive priest with the shell of Xandore round him, nor the King (the Queen Ais, was not Queen yet, not right now, however a princess of some far off island).
And it was that she walked via the Grand Market Place, this third night of her brother’s missing, the king and Agaliarept had been having Orgies with boys, soldier’s wives, virgins, as often they did when life acquired boring, within the small palace house in the market place, it was helpful because it was near where the king and Agaliarept may seize whomever they wished to have lust with that night. The King of Atlantis was young, lustful, and spontaneous, if not foolish.
It was an odd scene though, as Sham-hat walked by the underground corridors, the very ones the king used to go from constructing to building so he could not be seen. She had heard that a solider had seen the likes of the King and Xandore carrying Xandoro down the steps into the underground catacombs of Atlantis, and so as I’ll say again, she was in these very similar corridors, and she had given herself to the guard to be there.
The candles she had, showed patches of mild in this inky darkish underground tomb of kinds. As she appeared again, she saw solely figures projected in opposition to the light, however on the floor she noticed drops of blood, perhaps once they dragged his body his foot lower, or maybe he was still alive and he reduce his foot on one of the perturbing rocks, to offer somebody a sign he was going to be buried alive as a sacrifice to his Goddess, or Zeus himself.
It was a solid rock ground she walked on, and a maze at that. She had a gleam of hope that maybe he would still be alive, hoping his coffin was massive enough to maintain enough air in it. She tried to put herself in her brother’s position, if she was in a coffin, she would hope he would determine she might be alive. If she was him, she’d even attempt to chop her food, with out drawing suspicion after all by the 2 culprits dragging him, or carrying him, thus leaving signs where she was being taken, however after all in this case He. Due to this fact she regarded for some other signs that might he left.
She adopted the blood droppings, they were a few steps from each other, and it was a long drag of the foot and leg. The mud on the ground was moved about one might see, that’s to say, it was disturbed. It regarded as if he was preventing, and stumbled a few locations by the marks on the ground, and even some fingers dug into the walls–scratch stone island wax jacket marks, maybe made purposely.
She needed to interpret this rapidly, for the foot steps had stopped, the three pairs anyhow, her brothers amongst the two assailants. She walked again a methods from the place she got here from, the tunnel was long and dusty, and she observed a phrase written on the wall, suspicious, she put her hands on the wall as if to really feel some sort of abnormal sense. Surely if he could he can be saying one thing now, so he was either dead, or gagged, and fingers tied maybe. It was changing into an exasperating evening, yet she couldn’t cease, she felt there was progress up to this point.
The abductors needed to have hid him on this vicinity, she concluded, the three pair of foot prints stopped right here. The phrase she learn was “Mouse.” Down a methods, in the nook of the ground, on the bottom, was a hole, just a little mouse-gap so it looked, or was it a respiration gap, Questioned Sham-hat
For her life she could not distinguish a thing out of it, seemingly this was the one signal she had to go by, and so she started digging along with her fingers on the mouse hole, making it greater, shinning the sunshine over it, inserting the lit candles against the wall so she may dig with two fingers–the candles (two of them lit together) had been burning down slowly however burning down nonetheless, and she’d want time to get on back by means of the tunnels as soon as her mission was done (so was her considering at this second), signs unseen to others with much less mild, and the one sign she had, and her instincts advised her it was a grave; on her knees she dug, examined the ground, inch by inch persevering with to dig. For some three hours, she crawled round this space on her knees until she disengaged one stone, maybe a foot lengthy and the identical deep. Then she removed one other, and she discovered it was a big tomb, and she went down into it–dropping her body down a number of toes, that’s to say, she held the candles in her mouth, what was left of them, and hanging on to the sting of the sq. gap, she dropped along with her ft beneath her onto a stone ground, a mausoleum of kinds. There were a number of women and men there on pyres, and her brother was among them, except, the others have been of a skeleton variety, and rotted cloths hanging on them, loosely.
She moved nearer to her brother, his eyes opened, he was tied to the pyre, and was gagged. She appeared behind her, heard one thing like foot steps above her, she must step on her brothers shoulders (she figured), as soon as renewed with life to get out of this giant tomb, what she didn’t know was, behind her was the soldier she had pad with flesh to get entrance to the catacombs (also the king and Agaliarept figured one thing of this nature may take place, and warned the guards to maintain an eye fixed out of this type of behavior, lest they lose their eyes for not doing so); and as she began to take the gag out of her brother’s mouth, an she may hear the footsteps nearing.