Sunday, May 15
His life had begun three score years ago in the middle of the island nation of Ytradis. The days had flown by, he thought as he glimpsed at the mirror to check the whiteness of his beard. He wasn’t old by his standards. Still, a long way to go. A million avenues to be explored.
Ytradis
It was called the green paradise of a thousand sins.
The customs of the Ytradians often baffled the outsiders. The most wondrous attribute of Ytradis is its anarchy. They had no form of government machinery. Many waves of looting barbarians and warring groups had tried to become the masters of the Ytradians. They were surprised by the unity of the Ytradians in the time of wars. They were a furious lot. They were respected on the battlefield.
They are also a forgiving race. Yet human sacrifices were not taboo. Yes, they were an irony of Nature. They worshipped Nature. Nature had bestowed on them a paradise in return.
There were six hills in Ytradis. Five hills circled the central volcano. The volcano was believed to be dormant. Nature would never unleash it on them, or so they believe. The island was wrapped in green. A typical tropical island. The coral reefs attracted sharks, which were caught alive and sacrificed in night long sacrificial parties. Among other things, the Ytradians enjoy catching sharks.
The sins of Ytradis were the usual sins. Sins are the same everywhere, no? Outsiders, however named it so, because of the absence of any form of control in Ytradis. Anything can happen in Ytradis, if you really wanted it to happen.
THIS IS NO ONE’S STORY. THIS IS EVERYONE’S STORY… ANY SUGGESTIONS THAT YOU MAKE MAY BE INCORPORATED IN THIS STORY. TELL ME MORE ABOUT YTRADIS AND ITS PEOPLE. :-?
so said -Poison- the in(s)ane one @ Sunday, May 15, 2005
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