Atlantis. Plato's hypothetical island.
A fascinating point in the history of myths and legends.
The land was supposedly created by the god of the sea, also known as Poseidon, when he fell in love with the human female Cleito. Their children - there were ten of them, five twins - were each given a part of the island to reign.
The legend states that there was prosperity and peace, that the harvest was good and the people were honest and friendly. But inevitably, the sins of corruption, greediness, show of force and abuse of power started to drip through the streets of Atlantis.
When Zeus and Poseidon witnessed how the people misused their gifts and trust, they and the other gods decided to seek an adequate punishment.
And so they did: one day and one night later, the stained island ceased to be - along with its population. How that happened, is a point of discussion.
Some say it was a major tsunami, but others are convinced the eruption of a volcano destroyed Atlantis. Perhaps the island was just removed from the earth, as if by a stroke of Zeus' eraser?
It is plausible that we will never know the real events of that dreadful black day in the mythical history - or will we?
Maybe someday, somewhere, an unknown survivor - a human with the grace of the gods - told stories about the most horrible of his experiences, one of the most awful catastrophes of time?
Maybe. But most presumably not.
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