Atlas and The Waters

## Book I

In The Mines of Pelzick, Ran networks of Waters undiscovered by man, The forefathers of Atlas have been sweating the minerals out of these rich mines for Two centuries , since the Empire Expedited The Medvi Mountains for Useful Metals, but what they found is minerals that they never knew they needed, Gems and Jewels There eyes never tasted. As greed struck the Ephedonian Emperor and his Council they Declared their Expedition to be a Secret. They Returned The News to their people as it is an empty pitiful desert. As it was a land with Nomads who their concern only food and water and knowledge of no trade.

Later The Empire got struck from The Far West. A Great Army started to devour The Ephedonians Land and Folks. The Military shifted from The East to West as if only small numbered nomads dwelled East of no harm, The Ephedonian East Mines Garrison won’t need to be as great.

Years past and the Empire have been Enduring This Menace Invasion, Holding Them as West and Far of The Epipanthacy as They Can. The War was not like any other wars, it was daunting mysterious as no soldier could’ve come and tell his story, soldiers would either be killed or homecome with a different mind full of fear and strange thoughts which people can’t put in words what the meaning of their thoughts are.

As the Empire was Wearing like an Old Beast, The East became more independent from its Grip and the Misfortuned Slaves of the East where Chanced to Take a Breath.

As They were Striking The Main Pelzicken Shaft, They Heard Rumbling and before they notice the Caverns Blasted with Waters, and Drowned The Mine Pit, The Blessing was with more Value of Gold as the Nearest Well was in 8 days of walk. Hozam a fellow miner who was being blessed with a child decided to Quench his son with it, in the scene of miners carrying the drowned victims of the blast.

The Waters Gave Birth to a community that was in the vague of vanishing. It brought the banished and the nomads. Settled people who never rested a foot. As the northern tribes have felt that the nomads were drafting south they learned of the mines and The Waters. They were informed of what within the mine and the facts were diluted with fantasy. That Blinded the War Tribes with Greed. Dogon a War Chief Learned of the Pelzick Folk and there Protection of The Waters, they were just an obstacle in his eyes awaiting tumbling.

Yukon son of Hozam Brother of Atlas, Travels North and South in look for Fortune, he meets Dogons Encampment and Overhearing a Conversation of a Treasure hidden under The Waters, as he haven’t revealed himself to Dogons Folk he played off to be a Traveler from other land in disguise to know more of this treasure. As he understands that The Waters lays by his own folks he spared no Thought as Greed Consumed him. His inner Betrayal will lead him into a Trail Against his Brother. Here Comes The Rivalry Between Atlas and Yukon.

Dogon Decided to Visit this Pelzick Land to personally Survey the Mine and The Lake (May The Waters Unthirsts Us). He arrived with a small Band including young Yukon. As they were getting close to the Village, Yukon Disbanded quietly as his own folks will recognize him. Dogons takes a stroll around the site, asking of its origin and its riches, but all he got to hear is How Great and Blessed The Waters are. He Spends The Night in a Mount  Surveying The Village, Trying to figure if its tell tales or there is an actual Riches in this area, And he Wonders where the Dwellers of The Lake get There Harmony from, They seem Joyful as Around them Nothing to be Joyful about, as he was Wondering he got interrupted by fellows of the band, asking him if they can sack the place in middith of night, Dogon calmly refused as there is no knowledge of where they treasure rests and also if it was true. Suddenly Young Yukon Appears climbing inbetween two rocks, Catching his breath while Huffingly states ; it's no tell tale and nor fantasy, the treasure is not under the waters dripping down the mountain in dew of morning, it's under the lake which three decades ago was a mine that gashed upon The Pelzick Folks. “Where did you stumble upon this knowledge young man” Dogon confusingly asks “and where have you vanished that early morning”.

Yukon used an Excuse That Smarted the Chief, as Heavy Dusts drifted him away from the band, and for his first question he used a risky excuse, as he met an elder deep in a valley middith the mountains, that revealed the truth to him.  Dogon Nodded as he is sceptical, “we should keep to morning” he suggest. “and to the elder we would head”.

Atlas wipes his Staff, and knocks the dirt off its heels. As he had been drawing the line from The Ephedonian Old Camp to The Waters. Extending the stream he plans. He looks up to the mount as he sees a shine reflecting off the rocks, and he wonders who would be up there this hour. As he wonders the light fades, he gives no worries, And heads to his dwelling after a long day of work. Enters to an empty home as his mistress went by visiting her father. He whips his sky blue garment off dust. Alone he cleanses himself with blessings, herbed oils and burnt wood, Rolled a robe around himself and to the slab he rested.

Dawn has come. Atlas awaken by the sound of kids playing around The Waters, while there mother's clean there dirty Chitons. A smell of a cooked meal is in the air. And the bed end is warm. “Ramadar” Atlas calls. As no answer is given he proceeds to wash his face. The door swings while she enters with a pot of fresh garden. “You were in deep sleep and haven't felt my arrival” she said while bending to rest the pot.