Imagine that you are on a quest to find Atlantis and you really find it. How would it look like? What kind of people are living there, is there magic? Is there a religion? Try to write a story about your discovery of Atlantis.
I know where it is.
Through the ferns in the photo below you’ll find the portal to Atlantis.
Its not the sort of discovery you tell people about mainly because the Atlantians have asked me not to. They placed the portal where it is to protect themselves from as they put it: ‘Human greed.’
I go there every now and then. I have to make request to the fern fairies who in turn convey my request to the gate keeper who then determines if the a visit is in order or not.
It is the most amazing of places. You come through the portal into a landscape that feasts your eyes on the most picturesque of scenes. Wide-open streets, busy, always busy with commerce and trade. The inhabitants are a mix of people from a wide variety of places. Some resemble people you know, some are as you imagine aliens, some are simply unique.
For me the Alabaster folk are the most alluring.
I have no idea as to what they are saying but their vocal intonations and complete lack of any identifiable phonetic sounds make them all the more fascinating.
They run a series of cafes in the city of Atlantis and let me say their version of a café latte is to die for.
My visits are always accompanied by Partnell Ollifoot, my liaison with Atlantis. Only through Partnell am I allowed anywhere in the city and I am sure there are places he will never show me but as they have ascertained I am no threat to them they are happy to allow me into the places Partnell takes me. There is only one stipulation that I take nothing back with me. The last thing they want and me as well is any indication of their location by me slipping up and leaving a clue.
Moving a portal is a harrowing ordeal and Atlantis has been moved a few times from ancient times and they don’t want to have to go through that discomfort again too soon.
Today having written this to you has whetted my appetite to visit again. The fern fairies have taken my request and now I await an invitation into Atlantis.
Please read this letter and pass on my love and best wishes to Aunt Margaret. She likes to know about such things.