Approaching the Great Barrier
According to the ancient legends of the North Coast, there was once a time when the World was entirely devoid of Colour. During the day the Sun was all but invisible against the white of the sky, while the land and the sea were revealed only in subtle tones of grey. During the night, no stars pierced the shadow-black veil and only the faded phases of the Moon brought any relief from the unfathomable dark.
Those same legends also tell of how one night the Women of the North Coast saw, in a collective dream, how the phenomenon of ‘Colour’ might change the World; how the next morning they told the Men of the North Coast of their dream and their plans to end the dominion of the black, and the white, and the grey. The women said they had set their hearts at the Sun, where they thought that the ‘Colour’ must surely reside, and that they were intent on breaking through the Great Barrier at the edge of the World and tearing the sky asunder, to let the Sun’s imagination run wild.
‘The Light,’ they said, ‘the Colour, must be set free.’
The Men of the North Coast looked at each other and slowly nodded, acknowledging amongst themselves a longing for something they did not know. No words exchanged, but understanding exactly what was required of them, they set-to immediately, planning and then constructing a sturdy boat that would carry their wives to the Great Barrier and The Heavens beyond. A boat with a sharp prow, that may pierce that forbidding barricade and thence vanquish the sky! A boat that would bring their loved ones safely back home to the fire. The Men of the North Coast set their hearts squarely at their wives and imbued the boat with every ounce of strength they could conceive, tarring the hull with their courage. And as they worked, the Men became the boat...
Soon enough, the vessel was laid upon the water and all was quiet as the Women of the North Coast climbed aboard. The birds of the air came down to rest on the land and the sea. The creatures of the deep paused and looked on in wonder, as the very sea itself settled and willed the Womenfolk onwards. Even the wind held it’s breath in anticipation as they set forth, with the whole World focused on the gentle sounds of the oars as they dipped in and out of the calm.
Presently, the Women of the North Coast approached the Great Barrier...
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Usual caveats etc.
Approaching the Great Barrier
According to the ancient legends of the North Coast, there was once a time when the World was entirely devoid of Colour. During the day the Sun was all but invisible against the white of the sky, while the land and the sea were revealed only in subtle tones of grey. During the night, no stars pierced the shadow-black veil and only the faded phases of the Moon brought any relief from the unfathomable dark.
Those same legends also tell of how one night the Women of the North Coast saw, in a collective dream, how the phenomenon of ‘Colour’ might change the World; how the next morning they told the Men of the North Coast of their dream and their plans to end the dominion of the black, and the white, and the grey. The women said they had set their hearts at the Sun, where they thought that the ‘Colour’ must surely reside, and that they were intent on breaking through the Great Barrier at the edge of the World and tearing the sky asunder, to let the Sun’s imagination run wild.
‘The Light,’ they said, ‘the Colour, must be set free.’
The Men of the North Coast looked at each other and slowly nodded, acknowledging amongst themselves a longing for something they did not know. No words exchanged, but understanding exactly what was required of them, they set-to immediately, planning and then constructing a sturdy boat that would carry their wives to the Great Barrier and The Heavens beyond. A boat with a sharp prow, that may pierce that forbidding barricade and thence vanquish the sky! A boat that would bring their loved ones safely back home to the fire. The Men of the North Coast set their hearts squarely at their wives and imbued the boat with every ounce of strength they could conceive, tarring the hull with their courage. And as they worked, the Men became the boat...
Soon enough, the vessel was laid upon the water and all was quiet as the Women of the North Coast climbed aboard. The birds of the air came down to rest on the land and the sea. The creatures of the deep paused and looked on in wonder, as the very sea itself settled and willed the Womenfolk onwards. Even the wind held it’s breath in anticipation as they set forth, with the whole World focused on the gentle sounds of the oars as they dipped in and out of the calm.
Presently, the Women of the North Coast approached the Great Barrier...
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Usual caveats etc.