In his time, there were barely two million people in the world and he sent emissaries to all of the nations to spread the word of his celebrations. It was an invitation for all of the nations and all of the people, to come together in Amalah so that they could celebrate, dance and eat and drink to the peace that they had created.
In the first year, hundreds of people from all of the nations came, some brought food and others brought drink, while others came and danced and sung and entertained and all got to know something about their fellow nations and the people who lived in them. Each year the celebrations grew bigger, the hundreds turned into thousands and then the thousands into hundreds of thousands and then into a million and more and the world came together in Amalah every year.
Each year the celebrations were held in the city of Amalah, they began in the castle and spread throughout the city: oh how I loved them, they really were the good old days and back then I truly enjoyed living among you. No matter where or when I was, I always made it to the celebrations; they were spectacular and a truly festive event. Kai had built Utopia, or something very close to it – that is how it was back then under Kai’s reign all of those years ago, I still marvel at that man, I marvel at many humans!
When Kai’s daughter Amara came to reign, the celebrations lasted a whole week, they started in the palace and extended throughout the city, there was plenty of food and drink from all of the nations, there were magnificent fireworks, shows, plays, martial arts a showing of the guard and their physical skill and prowess; there were displays of swordsmanship, magic, fortune telling, singing and dancing and art. Every nation contributed something to the celebrations and it truly was a spectacular event.
People made friends and socialised and ate and drank and they truly were thankful for what they had. Oh how I miss those days, those celebrations, the warm summer skies alight with fireworks which highlighted the two million or so people milling around the city for fleeting seconds before they exploded into brighter coloured light and then turned into nothing. The food was also amazing, at one end of the city there was the smell of aromatic meats and savoury dishes and you could almost taste the smell, and at the other end of Amalah the smell of vanilla and sugar and everything sweet drifted through the air and for my senses it was heaven.
I remember seeing the people elegantly dancing at the palace balls or jigging merrily in the city streets and hearing singing from voices that were truly magical and mystical and a gift from the gods, they really were celebrations to remember. Such events took much time to prepare and Amara was largely responsible for it but now she was so used to arranging them that things had continued to go flawlessly well during her reign.
Looking back at how things were then, many of you may wonder how things came to be the way they are today. There are those among you who regard this as the age of Kali, a time where mankind becomes quarrelsome and engages in constant conflict and ignorance but it will pass. While others say that it is simply human behaviour and that by nature you are quarrelsome and seek conflict. Those of you who say that are not entirely wrong but you are not entirely right either, but you should always remember the three things that make your world as unpredictable as it is; good, evil and freewill: and that is how this story came to be.
Chapter 6
Years passed and the children that I speak of had begun to come in to their own. It started with seven young children, siblings and friends between them, five boys and two girls. The princesses Amara and Ellora. Amara was eight and Ellora five. Amara was destined to be the Empress and although she was a fun loving child, she developed a serious nature because unlike the rest of the children – she – knew something of her destiny.
Ellora
In the first year, hundreds of people from all of the nations came, some brought food and others brought drink, while others came and danced and sung and entertained and all got to know something about their fellow nations and the people who lived in them. Each year the celebrations grew bigger, the hundreds turned into thousands and then the thousands into hundreds of thousands and then into a million and more and the world came together in Amalah every year.
Each year the celebrations were held in the city of Amalah, they began in the castle and spread throughout the city: oh how I loved them, they really were the good old days and back then I truly enjoyed living among you. No matter where or when I was, I always made it to the celebrations; they were spectacular and a truly festive event. Kai had built Utopia, or something very close to it – that is how it was back then under Kai’s reign all of those years ago, I still marvel at that man, I marvel at many humans!
When Kai’s daughter Amara came to reign, the celebrations lasted a whole week, they started in the palace and extended throughout the city, there was plenty of food and drink from all of the nations, there were magnificent fireworks, shows, plays, martial arts a showing of the guard and their physical skill and prowess; there were displays of swordsmanship, magic, fortune telling, singing and dancing and art. Every nation contributed something to the celebrations and it truly was a spectacular event.
People made friends and socialised and ate and drank and they truly were thankful for what they had. Oh how I miss those days, those celebrations, the warm summer skies alight with fireworks which highlighted the two million or so people milling around the city for fleeting seconds before they exploded into brighter coloured light and then turned into nothing. The food was also amazing, at one end of the city there was the smell of aromatic meats and savoury dishes and you could almost taste the smell, and at the other end of Amalah the smell of vanilla and sugar and everything sweet drifted through the air and for my senses it was heaven.
I remember seeing the people elegantly dancing at the palace balls or jigging merrily in the city streets and hearing singing from voices that were truly magical and mystical and a gift from the gods, they really were celebrations to remember. Such events took much time to prepare and Amara was largely responsible for it but now she was so used to arranging them that things had continued to go flawlessly well during her reign.
Looking back at how things were then, many of you may wonder how things came to be the way they are today. There are those among you who regard this as the age of Kali, a time where mankind becomes quarrelsome and engages in constant conflict and ignorance but it will pass. While others say that it is simply human behaviour and that by nature you are quarrelsome and seek conflict. Those of you who say that are not entirely wrong but you are not entirely right either, but you should always remember the three things that make your world as unpredictable as it is; good, evil and freewill: and that is how this story came to be.
Chapter 6
Years passed and the children that I speak of had begun to come in to their own. It started with seven young children, siblings and friends between them, five boys and two girls. The princesses Amara and Ellora. Amara was eight and Ellora five. Amara was destined to be the Empress and although she was a fun loving child, she developed a serious nature because unlike the rest of the children – she – knew something of her destiny.
Ellora
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