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Hey Crystal Moon fans. If you go to the gallery page you can see a much larger version of this map.
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Earth was an undisturbed planet until the cataclysmic event known as The Turning Point. It was July 4, 2044 when an asteroid hit creating a crater a mile deep and equally as wide, leaving behind a perfect circle. The asteroid was never recovered. It hit the southern end of Greenland, causing a tsunami. The tsunami hit the border of Canada, destroying everything in its path, and covered two miles inland, killing an estimated 40,000 people.
Scientists from everywhere swarmed the site trying to understand why they hadn't seen it coming, why it disappeared, and what this meant for our planet. They had many theories. Perhaps, it was not an asteroid, but a very powerful lightning strike. Maybe it melted, or we had removed it thinking it was under itself and we couldn't remember where we put it. Though no one believed what happened was for any of those reasons, no one offered another solution to the problem.
One scientist's child, a boy who was sixteen and his fifteen year old sister, believed this was just one occurrence of many which couldn't be explained because people didn't want to believe what they couldn't understand. "Dad how do you explain the disappearance of an object that big then?" The boy yelled at his father.
"Mother nature doesn't want it explained, I mean, think of everything else we can't explain." The scientist calmly replied.
"Oh, sure and the tooth fairy is the reason I have teeth, right?"
"No, Joshua, but I'm surprised you still have them seeing as you got in a fight a week ago." The girl cut in.
"Well, Jannalice, thank you for that and why, may I ask, did you cut in?" Joshua asked.
"Because, dear brother, I am trying to finish The 1001 Best Causes of Erosion." Jannalice said confidently.
"Oh, Janna you're reading it, finally!" Her father beamed.
"Yes, dad, now Josh if you don't mind I need to ask you a few questions concerning this topic", she said tapping the book, "Dad if you don't mind leaving us to this, I believe your experiment is complete."
"Okay, dearest, thank you for keeping track of your dear forgetful father." As soon as her father left the room she pulled off the covering to reveal a bright blue book that's title read "Mythical Creatures of the World and Where They Reside".
"What's that?" Josh asked curiously.
"The answer to the "asteroid" that hit Earth."
"What do you mean?''
"I mean I think that this was no "normal" event and we are going to find out." Jannalice walked over to the door to her dad's lab and hollered "Dad, me and Joshua are going for a walk."
"Be careful" came his muffled reply.
"Where are we going?" Joshua asked.
"To find some evidence, and don't ask of what." Jannalice replied in a just shut-up tone. They walked for a short while in silence, each pondering what they would find.
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The World of Ancients Sovereign
It was Early Bailem when Mosley arrived and began sniffing around the God of the Sun’s home on Ancients Sovereign. Bailem’s abode felt capacious as the wolf trotted around looking through the many grand openings leading to the outside world. Giant stone columns, all white as snow and 144 strong, sat perfectly placed supporting a dark stone roof with an enormous circumference.
At the top of the structure, a dodecagon gem with a canary hue had been faultlessly set at the roof’s center. A beam of light materialized as it passed through the gem and slowly moved across the floor. Mosley teleported onto the roof to get a better look. At just over twelve paws wide, he admired the gem’s size.
He watched as the sun’s rays penetrated the jewel’s facets. His godly eyes were now able to see far more than they used to. The million crystallizations within the jewel were mesmerizing. Curious as to their effect, Mosley teleported back inside and watched as the beam approached one of twelve angelic statues standing atop a circular base. Each base had a gem of its own. A diameter of 48 feet separated the twelve.
Eventually, the beam struck the gem on the base beneath one of Bailem’s fallen brothers and gave the statue momentary life. Mosley was astonished and waited for the beam to pass across the floor to hit the jewel of the next statue. It was during this series of moments that another of Bailem’s fallen brothers animated and assumed a new stance. The statue lifted both arms high, turned his hands level to the floor and spread his resplendent wings. He looked directly at the wolf and smiled, solidifying again as the beam moved beyond his jewel. The plaque on his base carried the name, Metatron. He would remain this way until his gem was lit again the following day.
Mosley searched his godly memories. The weight of all he knew to be true was overwhelming as he studied the names on the other eleven plaques. To the right of Metatron, moving clockwise, the names read: Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, Raguel, Ramiel, Chamuel, Iophiel, Cassiel, Sandalphon, Azael, and finally Bailem, formerly known as Zerachiel.
Mosley knew it was Metatron, also known as Lucifer, who was one of three archangels scorned enough to join with Harrah, Ra and Sekhmet to induce the God Wars. Mosley struggled to shake off the thoughts of the devastation. The death toll of The Great Destruction of Everything Known was too much to suffer. He had to use the fur on his legs to wipe the tears from his eyes.
Once calm, the wolf took note of the careful positioning of every statue. Bailem had clearly taken great care while creating the only form of a sundial in existence. Over 3,713,875 separate animations of each statue had occurred since the creation of the God of the Sun’s glorious structure. The home rested on top of the highest mountain called Bailem’s Aubade on Ancients Sovereign.
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A thin mist slowly emerges from the thick marshy air, circling and cycling around the slime-coated head of a warty creature as he emerges from the filthy water. The oversized hunter slowly hobbles into the abyss of the slick cavern with his load of stolen treasure. SymLee tore off his eye patch, exposing the sapphire orb resting in the place of an old eye, allowing it to light the path ahead.
PLEASE ADD THE NEXT PART OF THE STORY... Keep it clean!
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The Great Shaqtus
The beast within the Darkness of Featherwood Hollow continues to haunt our village. Castleton, once the home of the mightiest tribe this side of the Margrist River, has lost much of its strength due to the numerous deaths.
This hideous thing! This awful monstrosity! How do we recover after last night’s bloodbath? Two thousand young stripling warriors met their demise at the claws of the Great Shaqtus.
The bodies of the dead lay charred, dismembered, their pieces scattered across the valley floor. Those that survived still weep for the lost. Many of our widowed mothers lay draped over the corpses of their children. They stood no chance at escape. Hearing the cries of those who still lay injured as I walk amongst the pieces will haunt my dreams forever.
As I lay down to try and sleep, the beast's red eyes pierce what should be my tranquility. Ten inch claws rip at my sanity. Blood stained cuticles sicken even the most sadistic of hearts. All hope is lost as my spear thrusts, yielding no cries from the creature, such a helpless dream.
With a new dawn the shimmering crimson catches my eye. The life-sources of the spirits scattered across the valley rise with the morning sun. Families still cry as they burn their loved ones.
Eleven seasons and twelve full moons have passed since the beast’s arrival. There has been ten thousand speculations of the beast’s origin, and yet no consensus of the truth.
It started without warning. At 17, I never expected something like this to happen. Catastrophe struck. Nature’s fury pummeled the ground all around my twin brother as a single, powerful blow sent his lifeless figure sliding across the ground. My infant sister’s cries filled the night, only to be abruptly silenced. The last thing I remembered seeing from my place of hiding was my mother draped across Hydra’s back as it left a deep trail to follow into that wicked forest.
As scared as I was, there was nothing I could do but follow. It was my mother, I had to save her. Though scared, I slowly crept from my hole and hurried down the Hydra’s path.
Fear struck my heart as I contemplated the task ahead. It was not an option; it was fate, destiny even. It was difficult to keep up with the creature as the dim light of the moon lit the rough terrain.
OKAY CRYSTAL MOON FANS....Let's add the next part of the story.
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