As time ticks, Man finds a way to slow it.
The discovery of an ancient land in 1728 BCE led hundreds of generations of pirates and explorers after them to find it again. Some did. Yet None dared approach once they found it. Those who did were forever 'lost at sea'.
Until the year 2025. A fleet of ships, under the rule of 1 Captain, had discovered something in the sands of an uninhabited island. 4 lines. Tainted in a faint teal substance, a sort of goop.
'On the day where sun not reach dawn.
When magic bleed from the fawn.
One man will be drawn.
To one man at Crawn.'
The man who ruled the waves.
The man who all fear.
The man who all dread.
The crew hurried back to their boats, the Captain placing the paper on a scroll, locking it away for 3 years.
The ancient call.
A silent hum.
Drew him near.
Time ticks along.
Man alters time to fit them best.
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