The Atlanteans
The Atlantean’s : Bce
(South coast of Britain)
The old man stood on the shore and felt the morning chill cutting deeply into him , the sky was grey and mirrored the mood of the few survivors that had gathered , all of who’m looked outward for a miraculous salvation .
The old one turned ‘and pulling his wrapping’s tighter spoke .
“Now that our beloved Atlantis
is thus consumed by that dark and terrible abyss ‘a new-age has now Dawned “.
“Our home and The people who will forever remain there and the ways Of materialism are dead to us now”.
He paused and briefly looked back to the new great ocean that lay before them .
“And therefore confined to the Deep and thus must become willingly forgotten”.
He bravely smiled back at those gathered around him his eyes streaming and heart breaking .
“let us now in their stead and for the sake of our past ignorance’s and mistakes ‘burn the books of all we know “.
he held up his hand in supplication too the shocked faces of those stood around him .
He gestured towards the inland and continued
“And by that ashen light begin anew to write about the things we don't ........
Copyright © Simon King | Year Posted 2020
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