Few knew the secrets of the Old World. Over time the people of that world had come to
take their immortality for granted and forgotten the early period when they had been mere
mortals. Saturn knew those secrets. Indeed, he had brought immortality to the peoples
of the Old World. The others had forgotten this but Saturn remembered. He had had to
remember because Saturn was a seer and, even back then he had known what else would
have to be done. For he knew of the cataclysm to come, of the Old World’s end and his
role in it.
Saturn knew that someone would have to take control when the Old World collapsed,
that life would need to start anew. Often he would weep when he saw Mother and Moon
together so happy and be full of hatred when he saw the man who would betray them.
Saturn knew a lot about the future, maybe too much, knowing much of what was to be but
not the full picture, certainly not the conclusion of the events to come, just as he did not
know when or how he would die.
When the end came Saturn knew what to do, how to stop the Old World’s end from
becoming the end of all things. Because the Old World, an ageing tower built upon a plain
of rock, had never been built to last and, unlike its population, was not frozen or immortal
but old, crumbling and fragile. Under the guidance of Merlin, the wizards were holding
it together superbly but could do nothing once Mother and Moon separated, for it was
through their love the wizards had found the power to keep the tower together.
By rights, the Old World should have fallen in on itself and killed all within it. And bits of
it did indeed do this, killing those the wizards were unable to protect. But before it got
worse Saturn whispered to the Tree of Life and it lived once more. And it bore fruit in an
instant and, with Merlin in its branches to forever be its guardian, the Tree of Life shot into
the air, its great roots following and ripping through the walls of the great tower causing it
to splinter apart and fly in all directions rather than falling straight down and crushing its
inhabitants.
That is some of the people were able to survive The Chaos to form This World among the
building blocks that had been spread far and wide. And they did so as mortals, time once
again controlling their lives.
take their immortality for granted and forgotten the early period when they had been mere
mortals. Saturn knew those secrets. Indeed, he had brought immortality to the peoples
of the Old World. The others had forgotten this but Saturn remembered. He had had to
remember because Saturn was a seer and, even back then he had known what else would
have to be done. For he knew of the cataclysm to come, of the Old World’s end and his
role in it.
Saturn knew that someone would have to take control when the Old World collapsed,
that life would need to start anew. Often he would weep when he saw Mother and Moon
together so happy and be full of hatred when he saw the man who would betray them.
Saturn knew a lot about the future, maybe too much, knowing much of what was to be but
not the full picture, certainly not the conclusion of the events to come, just as he did not
know when or how he would die.
When the end came Saturn knew what to do, how to stop the Old World’s end from
becoming the end of all things. Because the Old World, an ageing tower built upon a plain
of rock, had never been built to last and, unlike its population, was not frozen or immortal
but old, crumbling and fragile. Under the guidance of Merlin, the wizards were holding
it together superbly but could do nothing once Mother and Moon separated, for it was
through their love the wizards had found the power to keep the tower together.
By rights, the Old World should have fallen in on itself and killed all within it. And bits of
it did indeed do this, killing those the wizards were unable to protect. But before it got
worse Saturn whispered to the Tree of Life and it lived once more. And it bore fruit in an
instant and, with Merlin in its branches to forever be its guardian, the Tree of Life shot into
the air, its great roots following and ripping through the walls of the great tower causing it
to splinter apart and fly in all directions rather than falling straight down and crushing its
inhabitants.
That is some of the people were able to survive The Chaos to form This World among the
building blocks that had been spread far and wide. And they did so as mortals, time once
again controlling their lives.
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