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The Tiamat and the Winter Withdrawn (Part one of Three)

The Creation of Yort,

And the Land of Sorrows

(Part of the Tiamat Tales)

Written 6-21-2007

Part I of II I Parts

The Tiamat escaped the bad winters of 9600 BC, when Atlantis sunk, and the activity of a new continuant was born, named "The Frozen Lands of Poseidon" (present day Antarctica).

At this time, a serious tragedy took lay upon the continent of Europe, and Asia as well as-all the way behind the Southern Atlantic, the underground, foot of the sea, yawning up and swallowed by a long chalk of what was land, inside-out it side down, or so it seemed, enclosed what didn't sink near mud. Legend says, it was consequently called 'The Land of Sorrows,' considerably of the Atlantean elite, vanished the so called tips of the mountains of what was gone of Atlantis and fled to Crete and Egypt, creating a new competition and life, and a undeclared social group within these societies, that would someday turn unanimous.

At this time, many another of the residents too fled to a environment in the vicinity the Black Sea, wherever now stands Troy, but since Troy, it was Yort. It was a come to rest set aside, unsocial on a height top, sort of. It could lookout itself from the galore nations that would in juncture resentment her.,. a terrible paddock her culture would build, and man and animal would spectacle at Yort's bad walls, the distrust of the new international. Gilgamesh would try to lift these aforesaid walls in his day (2700 BC), the ubermensch from Sumer.

The Tiamat withdrew from the islands in the Atlantic and during the eruption was formed into the icy ethel waters of now, the new land, Antarctica.

At this time, Yort, was but a few months old, mortal physique after the destruction of the old world order, which was by the supervision of Atlantis, thus, the freshman monarch of Yort was but a King for a awfully epigrammatic time of year of time, called Hellsink (He was as wicket as he was sadistic, he had spine alright, and general public of Yort grew to terrible him and his ways: he loved the hunting of the abandoned undergo and humans, next to invisible sentiment. He was at one occurrence an Atlantean with a touch of Greek heritage in him, a easy soldier, who now became a sovereign. He would pocket at will, and give the name it his right, the brides to be in Yort, and if within was any resistance, he would execute the full-page house of the bride, to reckon the participant.

Sunrise, the king's teen wife, as well of Atlantean stock, but next to Egyptian bodily fluid also, feared the crowned head little than anyone, and preceding all, pet his new found field. In truth, she proved to be a finer Queen, than he a sovereign. Straight she walked, and tall, for she had come through from a majestic edifice in the Port of Poseidonia, the topography of Atlantis. And although the male monarch would regulate for little than two years, she would rule for one cardinal and twenty-seven, and die at the overripe old age of 175-years old.

And so this is the what went before of the beginnings of Yort, and the future of the Tiamat, and the winter she would withdraw from to insight her new nest.