                         
The Day of the First Wave

There was a Huge explosion.  Not just from one place, but from many
sites around the globe of what we knew to be, The Earth.  Simultanious
gasses of mushroom clouds rose into the earths atmosphere.  All shades
of red and bright yellow bellowed from the missle silos near the Air
Strips.  That was the First Wave of Death.  The First wave of Human
destruction.  The First Wave of all that we knew was real.
Some survived that time, but with a price to pay.  Illnesses,
starvation, mutation and deterioration was the cost of a mistake.  One
word could have avoided what is now.  The rot of vegetation on the
plains, and the remains of animals scattered the earth.  But in that
time of great human waste, there was still hope to rebuild.........

The Day of the Second Wave

From the lack of Food and water supplies came more war's.  War breaking
out of those that still remained half human.  Fighting amonst themselves
within the ruins of the cities where some stilled dwelled.  There were a
few still having knowledge of the missles that took the First wave out
of the Earth.  Those were the human race's worst enemy during that time.
They understood the BOMB.  With their senses still crazed, once again
FIRE poured out from the silo's.  The Mushroom Clouds Blew high and
storms of ACID RAIN and ICE crossed causing Blue and Green "Aroura's"
from the Nuclear waste still in the atmosphere.  The earth, as we once
knew it, stopped.

The ACID RAIN with the Ice formed capsular shapes. Multicolors of all
types, shapes and sizes.  Some fell to earth.  But with the shockwaves
that followed, most of these were destroyed or mutated.  They were
called the "Stones of the Ancient's".  For now it is the future of
what took place during that time.

There is one who remembers all of this.  One called "The Oracle".  But is HE
a prophet, is IT a God, is SHE a witch?  We have only known of this
thing as "The Oracle" for now.  But there are old ruins deep within the
earth which carries scriptures of this figure.  He has been known as
"Merlin", and "Wizard", "A Magi", "Sage", "An Alchemist", "Warlock",
"Witch", and he is waiting for HIS King Arthurs return to claim the
Sword Excalibar.  Within the Air Bases or Missle Silo's or even deeper
into the Earth, Somewhere lies that Power.  The Power of the Ancients
resides in HIS knowledge.

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