I was standing on the top of the hill and looking at the town spread in a light haze

THE SOUND

By LNe Champaloux

I was standing on the top of the hill and looking at the town spread in a light haze.

The white stone temples, the statues of translucent crystal and the cobalt blue ceramic of the houses were shining and an incredible feeling of peace was surrounding everything.

I was in harmony with this town, the nature and the soft hills of our earth. It was silent, quiet and filled with this magic intensity of the moment that will never last.

The sound was there, like the whisper of bees brought to us by the breeze arriving from the sea. I was concentrating on the snaking sound within my energetic level and I could feel the fear creeping inside me.

My master was standing close to me. He had been with me since my childhood, he had taught me everything. He revealed the knowledge buried in my heart, the wisdom of the trees and flowers and stars.

He looked at me and told me putting the emphasis on ‘she’, stretching out his hand towards me:

‘She sent you a letter’

‘She’ had been the one I loved. I could sense that our souls were weaved together since a few eternities.

The letter was done from the substance of her soul, it had the colour and shape of an opal, round and soft and containing all the colours of rainbows on earth. The letter blossomed slowly like a white flower and it was a message of perfect love, and I loved her with the pure intensity of my heart and all my being. It was the same intensity in the flower-message that ‘She’ sent me.

It was the last message that I received from her.

But I did not have time for sadness and regrets. I was enjoying her love with so much intensity at this unique moment.

Something was drawing me out: the sound.

At the horizon something was moving, a shadow of darkness and the sound was now a dull roaring increasing in intensity.

I knew what it was. Everybody knew it and we were all waiting it since this morning, knowing that it was the last beautiful day of our city, of our people, of Atlantis.

A lot of our citizen left.

Only the sons of the One, the enlightened, were staying here and waiting the end of Atlantis, the beautiful gem of our time.

Now we could see the monstrous wave arriving at an incredible speed, so high that it was hiding the sky and the sun. On the edge of the wave the God of Shadow was dancing his dance of war and destruction.

I was in peace because I knew it was the right thing to be, our death und destruction. Our creation was too perfect, too beautiful. We came too early on this world and the humans were not ready for harmony and love… But some of us will survive and spread our wisdom among humans. In the future some great masters will change the destiny of the humanity.

But my last thought was not spiritual.

When I saw the wave above my head I was submerged by the sound of death. I sent Her my last breath and I knew that we will meet together again and again in the millenniums that will come.