First of Atlantis, Fallen: Chapter 9
"Emrys! Emrys, where are you? Emrys!"
Cerene's voice broke into my meditation. I sighed. Cerene, my younger sister, knew that I spent most of my sunrise in Atlantis' great gardens. I usually hide from her. She and I are completely opposite. I am calm, quiet, and meditative; preferring the tranquility of the gardens.
"Emrys!"
I gave up my meditation and answered my sister. She returned to the earth after her flight across the extensive gardens. "Yes Sister? You have found me, why do you seek me?"
"Jocelyn politely requests that you attend Morgaan's teachings with him again after the first meal. He says that he enjoys your responses to Morgaan's ideas. I knew you were here and that you would enjoy Morgaan's teachings, so I came to find you."
I hide a sigh from my sister. She enjoys thinking that Jocelyn has feelings for me. Jocelyn is a wonderful man, and I do enjoy discussing ideas with him, especially Morgaan's. But I feel that his nature is more suited to Cerene and not myself. I stand and brush dirt from my clothes. "Shall we be off then?"
Cerene grins and we take flight.
We pass over the Great Tree and the rest of Atlantis' wonderful gardens. We fly above our great city, with its magnificent white, spiraling structures. I watch the children play in the streets, friends talking, vegetationers tending their plants, and thinkers deep in discussion.
I remember the Visions I have been having over the past several moon-changes. I have Seen Atlantis' beginnings and how our great city has come to be. I have enjoyed watching the unfolding story of our coming-to-be.
There was a shade of Anger in the Visions; I do not understand its source.
We alight in front of Morgaan's gathering place and Jocelyn greets me warmly. We join the many Atlanteans inside. An excited murmur fills the large room, rippling from mouth to mouth like a stone thrown across a pond.
Creation!