prev. goodqueenalys // semi hiatus

How on earth did it happen, I used to wonder that a whole city - arches, pillars, colonnades, not to mention vehicles and animals - had all one fine day gone under?

I mean, I said to myself, the world was small then. Surely a great city must have been missed?

Eleven millenniums past, eleven millenniums gone. Still, people speak of Atlantis, grand as it was, and doomed to fall in a day and night. Sunken like a stone in the bottom of the ocean, the ruins of the island are no strangers to oceanic oddities flitting past, and it often plays host to curious merpeople who are drawn to the magic of the lost civilization. The people of Atlantis were unusually extraordinary–eccentric, even–basking in their utopian kingdom for years upon years. But the utopia did as utopias do: it fell. Not to natural disasters, but to a monumental earthquake brought on by the people themselves, for the magic folk do not take well to muggle disturbances. When the Athenian army stepped foot on the island, the Atlantean sanctuary was breached. As a last resort to preserve the purity of their magic, they brought destruction to the island. Better no magic than impure muggle influences penetrating the magical society. And so, down, down, down went the shell of the civilization, hoarding secrets in its ruined chambers and drawing strange creatures to its ebbing flow of magic. Many believe the merpeople have made a sanctuary of the island, preserving the scrolls and learning the ways of the Atlanteans. However, the mystery of Atlantis remains just that: a mystery. The island, to this day, has not been found, for places that have no intentions of being discovered often remain that way. [photo cred]

We are not thriving. True, our people live, but our culture is dying. We are like a stone the ocean beats against. With each passing year a little more of us is worn away.

All will be well, Milo Thatch. Be not afraid.

disney princess meme ♔[1/5] princesses ↳ Kidagakash (Kida)

(requested by @poefinn)

Our lives are remembered by the gifts we leave our children.