Endless Isles
"in the beginning the land was dry and the world was whole. Man could walk as far as he could see and mountains grew into the sky. In the beginning there was an emperor. he ruled the land and was a god to men. His cartographer's came to him one day and told him that they had mapped the world and all that was in it. The emperor was proud of his men and asked them what more could he add to his domain. 'We have mapped all the land in almost every direction,' they told him,' We have seen the edge of the world, and further. But we wonder now, what could be below?' they asked him. 'Sky,' they told him,' Sky. The sun leaves your empire for the night, it must rise in another. The moon and stars walk from one land to another' The emperor did not wait for another word. He set his men to dig, and so they did. It was not long before their spades broke through, into the world below. The bright sun shone through the breach from the depths of a surreal world. The world moved as flames rise from a fire. And the good emperor looked down and saw in a flash, a beautiful queen. she looked at him from the rippling world and he reached down to her. And in another flash she was gone. The emperor had never seen a woman so gorgeous, and wished for her to be his. He would not stop until her took her under her control. 'Men,' he said to them,' dig! Dig into this world, make it mine!' And they dug and he searched for his queen. Some say he's still out there, digging. Past the fringe, on the edge of nothing, carving these endless isles..."