As One We Stood, Together
OCs- Terra: Pangaea, Gondwanaland: Meridien, Laurasia: Aquilonem
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The Axis: Italy, Germany, Japan… The Allies: America, England, Russia, France, China… The Nordics: Norway, Denmark, Iceland, Sweden, Finland… Belarus, Ukraine… Switzerland, Liechtenstein… Canada, Cuba… Hungary, Austria, Prussia… Poland, Lithuania, Latvia, Estonia… Turkey, Greece, Egypt… Thailand, Vietnam, North and South Korea, Taiwan, Hong Kong… Seychelles, Monaco… even the micronations like Sealand, Seborga, and Wy. They are all my descendants. Each and every one of them.
There once was a time when all of today's continents were connected to form one huge supercontinent, Pangaea. Me. My name is Terra1 and just as your beloved Alfred F. Jones represents America, I represent Pangaea. My daughter is Meridien2, the personification of Gondwanaland (the southern part of Pangaea.) She had four children: Antarctica, South America, Africa, and Australia. Her brother and my son's name is Aquilonem3, the personification of Laurasia (the northern part of Pangaea.) He had three children: North America, Europe, and Asia. Even before weapons were invented, there were perils. What your scientists have proven to be "continental drift," was actually just pure hatred and anger pushing my family apart.
"Shut up, Quil!" Meridien shouts at her younger brother.
"Mom, Meridien told me to shut up again!" my little boy runs up and tugs on my pants leg.
I sigh. "Meri, please stop. Why can't you kids just get along?"
"Why can't you stop calling me 'Meri?' Sheesh. You're so annoying sometimes!"
The fights only got worse, and thus we only grew farther apart. Loud screaming fights led to earthquakes which led to the aforementioned continental drifting. My land broke apart. Literally. My home was destroyed, leaving me with nowhere to stay. The once great supercontinent became nothing more than theory and myth. Today, the only people who remember me are the children who read about me in science textbooks. I would be gone, but this small shred of recognition still ties my soul to this earth. I am now just a wandering soul. I travel and visit the countries that make up what used to be my land. There has been so much change and diversification. It's beautiful and it makes me proud, yet I still reminisce about the days when as one we stood, together.