Raising Atlantis
Water falls from the sky, as if to drown Atlantis once more. Victoria tilts her head upwards, feeling the rain land on her forehead around her eyes. There was nothing like this in Tenochtitlan, she recalls. The jungle was so dense that any rain was but a trickle. But this…this is real rain. Just as real as Atlantis before her.
She turns her gaze away from the heavens, to instead behold the majesty of Man. And women too, she tells herself, even if there are still people in this world that deny that. She smiles as she turns away from the city to look at the waves crashing on the shore. Already the fish have returned, she sees, seeing a school weave its way throughout the waves. Already this island is looking viable. If there wasn't a whole wide world to explore, she might consider staying.
She turns away from the shore and heads to the city proper, still preserved after millennia. Fellow adventurers are here as well. A shiver runs down her spine as she casts her mind back to the city Atlantis once was. Hundreds, thousands walking its streets, not just a few dozen as is the case now. She smiles. Some fellow adventurers smile back as if to say "we did this." And as much as Victoria loves personal glory, she is willing to be part of the "we." Not "I."
How many newcomers will make their way here, she wonders? Enough to make it a proper city? Or, as new discoveries are made across the world, will attention be diverted? Lost in time once more? If the ghosts of its people dwell here still, it would be enough to make them weep.
But Victoria doesn't. She keeps walking.
And the rain has stopped falling.
A/N
I suppose it's appropriate really. Atlantis, a mythological city that probably never existed, and Titan, a game that might as well have never existed either considering that it's basically vapourware. Oh well. Based on the rumours of its setting, gave me the idea for this at least.