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She had been on a journey of over a thousand miles and she was drawn to an area and she stopped for the evening. The sky was dark with smoke and the weather had gotten colder but she felt she was close to her destination. Gazing into the night sky she heard the Song of OOglak. There was faint singing from up in the mountain somewhere and so she ran the rest of the way to him. 9,800 BP to 8200 BP. 1600 years and 39 generations. Polena was descended from the last Atlanisian Queen from the Great Dispersal 16,0000 BP.
As the Black Sea rose, inhabitants of Atlanis congregated near present day Constanta Romania. This was a journey of nearly 1000 miles .
He did sing his song of thanks unto his Goddess, for granting him the wit and vision to seek higher ground. The glaciers from the ice age yet did melt, causing a swift rising as meltwater surged through rivers and the sea climbed nigh to its present height, and a winter of unbearable snow brought floods once in a thousand years. He thanked her for giving him the wisdom that saved the village from the Great Deluge. Meanwhile, round the world, tsunamis and rising seas from swift snowmelt wrought ruin on all who dwelt near waters as the Younger Dryas did end. They fled just in time, and Oooglak's dream saved every soul. The village lay some fifty miles from Minge, 'The Venice of Western Europe.' The villagers watched from the hillside as several waves of seventy-five feet came down the river from inland snowmelt in a boiling torrent.
She cross'd the dale and found him by the lake i' the hills, anigh where once the hamlet stood, where dwell'd more'n three hundred souls. They dreamt o' each other, and when they met, they did embrace forthright. They rear'd a kin. Thirteen bairns, and she brought wi' her some o' the remainin' sorc'ry o' Atlantis. The Blessin' o' the thirteenth child.
