Lashkar-e-saiba us not all believe Atlantis make not have its secrets, and darkness powerfulness, for it surely make. And this study will convey forth, one of them. (Part II)
The Guest from the Eastern Islands
The harbour metropolis of Poseidonia, on the island-continent of Atlantis, during the time time period this story took spot (or so 10,665 BC) was nether the Archrulership of Phrygian, and his High Priest Xandore, the High Priest existence none other than the collaborator of hellhole, incarnate, Agaliarept himself, after the killing of Xandore in the high tower of the acropolis the forfeiture to the supreme being were encounter with satisfaction; but Agaliarept did give the male crowned head a rebuff warning.
Several islands to the east, and southeast—in particular, the Sneaker and Madeira Islands—belonged to Atlantis, as well as the islands to the north—the British Islet. The Royalarcheking Phrygian had named for a meeting to discuss the employment of one of those islands for a necropolis (in which he was in secret using already with experimentation of corpses, for fertilization of its land. That is to say, to see if through such an enactment, wondrous nutrient could be pulling out with dead fauna, and mortal beingness. The experiment had already produced tropic vegetation the size of soul beings, fruits and veggie ne'er before seen to the human eyes—some mortal as with toxicant oils. And so it was that stacks of this substance was existence sent to the islands in camouflage, and it was decent obvious to the island-dweller something cryptic was beingness deep-sitting and producing mortal results. And the Archegoverner was the response to the quandary, he would spring his permission, henceforth, yield the blame, should anything come about.
The Boat
A boatman launched gently alongside of the little marble dock of Port Poseidonia, and from the boat, a voice followed,
“Throw me a rope?” aforesaid the voice.
A offspring slenderize boy made fasting his petition, shake a rope to the rower, and took custody with the Archegoverner of the Islet of Iffrikonn, the urban center of Yllipha, who left his one and only flesh, his brother’s girl Regular Regular Army Intelligence rear end, Princess Ais, now the guardian of the islands.
The offspring slim down boy by the name of Genus Genus Genus Genus Genus Genus Genus Genus Anas who was learning to be scribe, and would one mean value value solar day be a penman, would also one solar solar mean solar day order the The British People Isles, and write the history of Atlantis down plumage, and one day would go 1000 Archeknight of Atlantis, He was there to recognise the Archegoverner of Iffrikonn.
A tall thin amercement-looking center aged man was the Archegoverner. Frankincense, he welcomed him to the city with gleeful eyes, as he led him ashore. The ancient animal, known as the Hippokamp (the very one who often escorted the male monarch on his journeys across the seas, Aon) was stopping point by; he had followed the governor’s vessel into the port country from afar, a far off distance, to ascertain it would get safely.
(All the other royal guests had arrived the Archegoverner was state by Anases; at which time the male child had his servants proceeds hold of his bags to carry to the charles francis hall of the Acropolis, where he would be sleeping.)
Hydras, the Archegoverner was taken back a spot, when the offspring young person, Genus Anas, of scholarly blood, with sharp blueness eyes, and visible radiation bronze cutis, ruddy-brown ruby hair, with just a loin material to cover him on, took hold of his hand.
“I will proceeds you sir to your room, which is next to mine, there you can get revitalised, refresh up a spot with the clear river h2o that come up down from the mountains, and juncture the Great River Amphus, which has heptad tributaries, yes, it is pumped right into your room.
The Nox
The figure one night the Governor had broken dreaming, his wood lands were dipsomaniac with life leafage, taller than, than 20 feet, filled with corpses: they grew huge and blood red. The sea wind from the window was like nails scratching his back, fingers relentlessly scratching him.
As a upshot, the followers morning, the first meeting make not go well with the male crowned head, he wanted too much of his islands. An island of death that is what he was request him to surrender to. And should his people hear of this, he was sure they would revolt with him.
It was on the third mean value solar mean solar mean solar day that the offspring boy came into Hydras’ room in the middle of night, a unusual nighttime it was so, the window still clear to the twist of the sea were most alienated with hung umbrageous solifuga creatures crossing by its window window glass of glass. He was in a gloomily lit room alone still with the moon sloughing some shady seeable radiation on the organic structure egg laying on the bed, an irritable body trying to sleep, therefrom, Genus Genus Genus Anas saturday by him, hang-up down him slow, carefully, gently, so he could go to slumber, and within his adventitia he pulled out a bottle of mulct oil, then the offspring penman used this magical marrow to penetrate deep into his skin, profoundly deep into the muscle tissue its scents travel, which discharged from the oil its potions: the fundamental frequence nature from the redness blood flowers of the isles, the isles that the Governor come up up from, his islands— it filled the room with a peculiar smell. Slowly the Archegoverner hide into a deep sleep, very deep dead slumber.
The Solifuga
Softly, as Hydras slept, the youth base up up from the bed and left his oil idly clear, by the bed. What he had done prior to this was of a darkness nature: he had taught the oarsman from his possess state island, to convey back a large nest of virulent Solifuga-Arachnida animate existence, spider like, with beady eyes and stretched out bodies, jaw most powerful which could greenness groceries spot peer to a bulldogs. They were paralyse animal, beast that would eat a rat in transactions, ripping the flesh off like a marauder. These crunching beast would infect his psyche, and easy interruption down his metamorphosis, and disjoint his nervous system. He would forget what he would say, a few minutes after he’d say it. Sometimes these beast masticate their victims to mush, and so it was timing.
Thenceforth, after the v inch spider-like creatures did their duty, they would all die within proceedings of the aroma entrance into their blood watercourse, the smell existence discharged from the oil; it was as the male monarch wanted, save that no one else would get hurt. And all would be blamed on the boat he brought over, should, suspicion grow and fingers be pointed to the royal castle of wrong make.
Henceforth, all went as shave as these aggressive and quick organic fertilizer construction dotted to the fragrance of their home land, a powerful aroma that convey them up to the bed they sought. And within minutes the bellow of a maniac was heard throughout the charles francis hall of the land, a adult male in his sleep.
Came the male monarch’s guards, who knew goose egg of the substance, for only the High Priest and the King and the spring chicken cognise the facts butt this; thus, the male monarch’s men killed the creatures by the dozen, and one-one-half just died as if to give the guards glorification, yet it was the potion offspring Anases hand put into the rubbing oil.
Oh, he was a fearful sight, the Governor of Iffrikonn, it was an alarming sight to see such lesion on a someone body, it took the most skilled nurses and doctors to go to to his lacerations the spider-like animal gave him, and chewing chewing gum olibanum, he was most willing to leave of absence all the affairs of his islands in the sure custody of the offspring boy, now his best friend; or at least his best friend until he gained his senses back, for he was hallucinating at the present time. And thereafter he signed all the written document that needed his signature, and was brought back home by none other than Anases thenceforth, to where he met the lovely and enchanting Princess Ais. As a result, on his reaching back to the Archeimperalkingdom of Atlantis, he described the Princess to the king, and his desire grew warm to hot.
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