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With the Queen’s decree now known, MacMac, Faire and Briar found themselves with a predicament.   Join the Queen and save Atlantis, but risk throwing the world they’ve known into chaos? Or stand up to preserve the islands, while risking all Atlanteans in the progress?   ...

Kaiwi did his best to hide his sidelong glances at the Styra waiting next to him, but he couldn't imagine he was being too subtle. He was convinced he knew her from somewhere, though perhaps it was the uncanny likeness to Zeus, dimorph and all, that was throwing him off. He was standing in line with her, awaiting further instructions from an Iguanodon before being allowed to proceed with the planting of the islands. Though it was under less than ideal circumstan...

The queen had made her desires clear, expanding the garden to ensure if her people needed to move to the surface they would be comfortable and surrounded by familiar foliage. Powder had managed to lose Brambles in the jungle, an excellent chance for her to catch her breath from the relentless nonsense of her sister. On her way out of the queens hall she found a sad little creature crawling on the floor, a dark coloured tape was moving along the ground, headed ou...

Having successfully passed the test of the short set and bad tempered creatures, the trio of Agatha, Drift and Haze progressed deeper into the jungle, unsure of where they were going, just following what resembled a path through the thick foliage. As they walked Haze felt silly, with all the commotion and dancing there had been no time for proper introductions. As the now scabby, (from his prior altercation with the thorny plants) adolescent looked over to the t...

“I hate this place so much.” Randolph glared at Rebecca, willing himself to not snap at her. “You were the one who wanted to come here in the first place, remember?” They were, of course, talking about Atlantis. “That was because this is where Papa and Aunt Fainel were going,” she said, rolling her eyes. “It was mysterious! Enigmatic!” Randolph was surprised she knew words that big. “But ...

The halls of Atlantis were cold and unfriendly to outsiders. Mary plodded around, a large sack held in her beak. The residents avoided her, oviraptor scouts slipping past her with yelps of fear, and the guards and court giving her disgruntled looks. The parasaurolophus sighed. Working up trust was going decently, at least. Beforehand the reactions had been much more extreme, and the tasks had been much worse. Today she had been tasked with bringing produce to th...

“Ah, ex-prisoner!” Guerilla greeted Kaiwi with a smile and a thump on the back, “You’re just in time.” Kaiwi felt a pit of nerves in his gut. “Just in time for what?” he asked, eyes darting around to make sure Brunhilda wasn’t following him. “The end of the banquet of course! Where you and all your fellow outsiders get to be recognised for your service by ...