Here is an obscure tale of Atlantis... This is an excerpt, before the tale turns into 2000 year old smut.
Book of the First
- Prologue -
In the days before Dionysus arrived in Egypt and brought the knowledge of
the vine to the sea king Proteus at Pharos, and before the Libyan queens of
the Nile Delta marched with him in the war against the Titans to restore
king Ammon and so help establish the reign of the Keftiu on the Atlantic,
there existed on Oceanus' side of the Middle-Earth-Sea, on the West side of
the mountains sacred to Atlas, a race of people who were descended from the
ten sons of Poseidon.
These kingdoms knew well the secrets of Ocean, and with the blessing of
Poseidon, Lord of the Seas, had been given mastery over the Atlantic; the
Titan naming the ocean after his first born son, Atlas; and for whom the
people named the tallest mountain in the region.
Together, these cities and tribes held dominion over all the Atlantic
islands and lands North and South, to the West of the columns built by
Heracles in Gaderia, at the ancient cities of Gades and Tharsis; following
the restoration of Ammon by Dionysus.
These were the rulers of the Atlantic in the twilight days of the Titans'
Age; who from countless generations before had developed a great and
wonderful culture as sea traders-- carrying the gold, silver and copper of
the Tartessians, the cattle, grain and olive oil of the Gaderians, the
produce and fleece of the Atlas valley, the amber and furs of the
Hyperboreans. Indeed, all the goods and wealth of the Atlantic lands and
isles that could be shipped they transported to and from far away Atlantic
ports North and South, including missions to the continent to the West; and
from the East of their federation via the Keftiu, came goods from the
These were the Atlantians, the most wealthy and civilized nation west of
the Nile's realm in the days before Thoth built the greatest of the
Pyramids to repose sciences when, following the Age of Ice, the time of
great inundations drenched the land of the Kemi and damaged the Great
- Cerne -
The kingdom of these Atlantes where I descended from the athelings of
Poseidon's youngest son, Azaes, was the Atlantic island of Cerne, who's
city-state of the same name was renowned far and wide for its culture and
civility as well as its wealth.
The citizens of Cerne were well cared for and were governed justly by kings
who were tempered by a publicly elected council, who in turn had advisors
adept in the sciences and well appreciative of the Muses. Indeed, my city
of Poseidon's progeny was the Queen of the Titans Atlantic culture:
The Palace and Temple complex of Cerne was one thousand feet on a side and
surrounded by a fantastic looking stone wall; which, like the stone work of
the buildings, was enticingly gaudy in its white, black and red mosaic of
Most magnificent, however, was the Alta Temple of Poseidon, which dominated
the site-- a structure of true Atlantian dimensions, with an abundance of
gold and silver, amber and ivory. A colossal statue of Poseidon himself
driving a chariot drawn by seven Pegasi arose from the great pool in the
middle of the Temple, supported on a pedestal of golden dolphins.
Supplying this pool was the god's hot and cold springs, which in turn fed
the fountains that surrounded the Temple; the water which ran off being
carried via aqueducts to the gardens and baths below the Acropolis to
provide for the salutary pleasure of the citizenry.
Beyond the Palace walls was a city remarkable in the number of stone
buildings, with the stone of all important structures quarried so that at
the same time they hollowed out the rock double within to form roofs of
The fortress-like wall which surrounded the city was made of millions of
stones in many rows: Covered on the inner platform with a coating of brass;
on the top platform, coated with tin, were the battlements and statues of
the great people of our history; the outer wall flashed with the red light
of orichalcum-- all making for a natural source of delight and wonder, the
glistening of which could be seen even from far out at sea.
No less impressive was the city's Azaes' Harbor works, which could
accommodate fleets of merchant vessels as well as providing naval stores
and cargo warehouses. The docks and quays were accessed via grand canals
made of stone that encircled the ancient metropolis, dividing it into
circular zones that enabled even the largest ships to find ingress.
The canals were bridged-over in the four places of the compass that aligned
them with the Cardinal Directions, and their size and beauty of decoration
were a marvel to behold, making passage from harbor or sea a awesome
experience for both neophyte and seasoned sailors alike. Of special
fascination were the bronze flood gates, which were opened and closed as
needed using elephants trained to power the capstans.
In the circuit formed by the innermost canal zone around the Acropolis was
built the Circus; a race-course for horses. Between the Palace and the
Temple was the Arena for the sacred bull fights of sacrifice to Poseidon.
The city of my people was understandably as much envied as it was prized.
Being the premier Atlantic mercantile port, the levies and taxes we
collected well supplied us with great riches in both money and imported
products, and with a copia of both cultivated and wild grains, produce and
meats; and from our fishing fleets an amount of the fruits of the sea that
was marvelous. Indeed, whatever good and luxurious things there are in the
Earth that affords Mankind sustenance and pleasure we had in abundance.
As would be expected with all the vessels and merchants coming from all
parts, there was in my "City of The Golden Gates" a din of all sorts day
and night; however, there was little trouble and rarely plague among
Cerne's cosmopolitan population. Order and cleanliness were required and
expected of citizens and visitors alike, with ships or persons suspected of
carrying a pestilence being quarantined, if not burned. Most habitations
within the City's walls, and all royal buildings, were provided with
heating, fresh running water and sewage plumbing, even windows covered with
translucent panes. There were more than sufficient craftsmen and artists,
physicians and engineers, sages and bankers-- the whole range of Man's
skills and knowledge to serve every human need and requirement. The stone
streets were built with drains, constantly cleaned by prisoners, and lit at
night with oil torches attended by public servants. They were also well
policed by royal soldiers, who would dispense summary justice to the likes
of thugs, petty thieves, and rowdies; arresting serious criminals for
But alas, this life of luxury for so many generations dissipated my people,
and so being unable to bear our fortune as prudence would dictate, we
became complacent and spoiled; the pleasures and security afforded by our
power blinding us to the dangers of such intoxication. Hubris replaced
wisdom and Poseidon saw the children of his son Azaes in a woeful plight... " -- Excerpt of Azor's Tale by Diodorus of Alexandria