The first sun had set several hours ago. The air had turned chilly as they flew high above the vast northern ocean. In the distance, Lily spotted what appeared to be a large iceberg ahead.
She’d no sooner glimpsed the huge block of ice when her eyes blurred once again. When they came back into focus, in front of her was a lush green landscape. She couldn’t comprehend its size. It expanded across the entire northern horizon as far as she could see in either direction.
“Where are we?” Lily asked Tiamat.
These are the Northern Lands.
“Why did you bring me here?”
Thine destiny doth await thee. Thou must meet with the tribal chiefs for thine ordination.
“My ordination?” she asked. “For what?”
Thou art the Last Oracle. By thine Awakening, the commission of thy predecessor hath expired and his body hath returned unto dust.
Lily’s mind reeled as she struggled to process the exchange of thoughts and information flowing freely between her mind and Tiamat’s. Down below, she spied what appeared to be an army marching southward toward the ocean. When she turned her head, however, the ocean vanished, and the landscape just continued onward. A row of large towers stood out among the lushness, strange orbs floating lazily above them.
“But didn’t we just…” She shook her head, confused. “Weren’t we just flying over an ocean?!”
Tiamat remained silent for a moment as she read Lily’s thoughts.
Verily, the legends of old hath indicated that all the lands upon Earth were once combined in a single mass.
“You mean Pangaea?”
Tiamat studied her thoughts for a few more moments.
Yea, it appears that thy scholars hath given the mass a name. Thine maps, however, are incomplete, for thy scholars hath omitted this northern land and the Land of Enoch. ‘Twas located in the south-eastern corner of this ‘Pangaea’.
Tiamat descended rapidly and made an impromptu landing. Lily dismounted, surprised to find the green grass suddenly give way to a freezing snowscape that was already up to her knees. The vast ocean was visible again to their south.
“Where did everyone go?” she asked, violent shivers wracking her body.
Tiamat’s voice was no longer inside her head. She reached out and touched Tiamat’s side.
The moment they made contact, the snow and the ocean disappeared again. They now stood atop a hill overlooking an army of warriors who had come to a halt at the edge of the strange towers. On the far side of the towers, a different army had amassed. Without warning, the battle commenced in a flurry of movement and a clang of weapons.
“How am I seeing this?!”
An Oracle can see past, present, and the potential future.
“What do you mean, ‘potential’ future?”
Thou wilt see possible realities that shall be dictated by the choices and actions of those that art in thine stewardship.
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“Is this the potential future then?”
No. Thou art seeing events that hath transpired more than five thousand years ago.
She watched in awe at the battle below. The northern army attacked viciously while the southern army struggled to defend themselves and protect the strange towers.
Yea, this was the final battle between the armies of Enoch against the kingdoms of Seth and Cain.
Lily watched as the northern army gained headway. One of the towers was under heavy siege. It wasn’t long before the northern army prevailed, and the tower toppled.
Moments later, the orbs on top of the other towers began to glow. A beam of blue light hit each tower, and the beams bounced back to its origin in a constant stream . The armies stopped battling, staring up at the glowing orbs in awe. In a sudden flash, the land to the south and all the towers disappeared, leaving a massive crater behind.
A cliff overlooked what appeared to be a bottomless pit. A wide sliver of land remained intact, extending from where the tower had once stood.
The confused men reacted in different ways. Some screamed in terror, others fainted, and the braver ones ventured out onto the finger of land that had been left behind.
“That strip of land...” she said, pointing. “That’s Madagascar, isn’t it?”
Verily, thou art correct.
A roar sounded in the distance. Faint at first, but increasing in volume. Then she saw the wall of water, dwarfing everything in its path. And it was heading in their direction.
“It’s a tidal wave!” Lily shrieked, releasing her hold on Tiamat.
Frozen tundra enveloped her vision, and with it the cold that pierced her sinuses. In an effort to stave off frostbite, she climbed onto Tiamat’s back. The lush green landscape returned to her vision, but the roaring continued to grow louder as they ascended.
The men below screamed in terror as the wall of water slammed against the side of the newly formed cliff. Ocean water sprayed up into the air upon impact, but the enormous tidal wave continued its inexorable march inland.
As they soared into the sky, Lily couldn’t help but instinctively gasp for air when the tidal wave came crashing down on them. She opened her eyes for a brief second, which was just long enough for her brain to succumb to blind panic. Now fully engulfed in water, she began to hyperventilate.
Fear not, child. Thou cannot drown in a vision.
Lily forced herself to resume normal breathing. After a few deep inhalations, she opened her eyes to discover Tiamat had broken the surface of the water. It was a curious sensation as they breached the water without making a ripple or a splash, as if they were nothing but ghosts.
She watched intently as the waves washed over the hills and valleys below.
“Were there any survivors?”
Not in the lands round about, no. However, their families in the kingdoms of Seth and Cain did. Verily, they didst live on to spread rumors that “Zion hath fled!” and “The great City of Atlantis hath sunk!” Only a select few didst know the truth however, including the king of the land of Seth. He was very wroth, and had learnt about the technology and the rare mineral known on Earth as uranium from his many spies. Over many years he didst gather intelligence. His scholars attempted on multiple occasions to construct small-scale replicas of the machine, but each attempt didst result in a failure. Yea, not many years thereafter, the king of the land of Seth didst pass away whilst using one of his small-scale replicas. In tribute to him, the blueprints and the replicas were buried with him in his tomb. Alas, his tomb didst remain undisturbed for almost seven hundred years.
The vision faded as she gazed down on the valley below. The scene shifted back to snowcapped mountains and valleys. She was unaware how long she had been shivering, but now the cold felt unbearable.
We shall arrive shortly in the tribal village of Benjamin. They art the southernmost tribe, and they shall clothe thee in more proper attire for this climate.
“Wait...” Lily’s eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. “People actually live up here?”
Yea, to remain hidden. In this land resides ten of the twelve tribes of Israel.
“Wait, the Lost Ten Tribes?” she stammered. “As in the Biblical tribes that were taken captive by Assyria?!”
Verily, ‘tis thine destiny to return these lands and their inhabitants to Earth in preparation for the End of Days.
“Hold on…” Lily stammered. “I need to prepare who for what?”
In the End of Days, there shall be wars and rumors of wars in diverse locations on both Earth and Zion. Verily, thou art the Last Oracle. ‘tis thine destiny to repair the great machine and return these people and their lands back to Earth.
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