The Prophecy of Atlantis

Anna

   Mark Evans introduced Anna and Julian to Dr. Whitmore the next day. "He's a gentleman and a scholar, someone I wished had been there to teach me at your age, You're in good hands with him," Mark beamed.

"Thank you for your kind words, Mark. I so appreciate that." Tears welled up in Dr Whitmore's eyes. Despite being younger, he had silver hair and fiery blue eyes that shone even brighter when he spoke. He had a regal look to him, dressed up in in a navy waistcoat, dark pants and Doc Martens. He looked like he could be a man's best friend, or if you were real unlucky, he also looked like he could be the biggest thorn in your side.

"Hi, Dr. Whitmore," Anna reached out to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Excellent manners, young lady! It's a pleasure to meet you too, Anna. I've heard a lot about you. I can already tell you'll do great things here."

"Hello, s-sir," Julian stammered. "I've read all your books I could get my hands on. You've got a brilliant mind."

"HA!" Dr. Whitmore clapped Julian on the back. "I like this one! I've got a brilliant mind, huh! Haven't heard that one in a while!" He chortled and Julian gulped nervously. "No need to be nervous, boy. It's just been ages since anyone's read any of my works. If you have any questions, feel free to come to me any time!"

"That would be such an honor..." Julian started, but Dr. Whitmore just continued to smile. "The honor would be all mine, son," Dr. Whitmore assured him.

    Anna and Julian took their seats in class while they waited for anyone else who may join. Sooner rather than later, a young woman came walking in the door, her raven hair falling down her shoulders. The new girl turned her chin up at both Anna and Julian, and the gesture seemed somewhat arrogant to Julian. She was probably jealous of Anna's chocolate brown locks that cascaded down to her waist. Anna's lashes were naturally long and dark without any makeup, making her even more stunning.

   Anna gulped, taking the new girl in. Of course, she would be nervous. Someone like this new girl coming in and staring her down like a vulture eyeing its prey didn't settle well with Julian, either.

   Dr.  Whitmore walked to his desk a moment after clapping his hands together in excitement.

"Ready to begin?"

   Anna stood up, slowly rising from her desk.

Julian thought Anna was rather brave.

"Hi, I'm Anna and I've been dreaming of the prophecy. I'm supposed to be the girl that cures the Atlantean people and its archaic ways."

Dr. Whitmore nodded. "Of course. Here's part of the cure for it: it's a crystal bracelet called moonstone."

Julian raised his hand. "What does moonstone do?"

Dr. Whitmore shook his head. "It's better you don't know right this moment, son. You'll find out when the time is right.

"Now Julian, I see you've been making notes about Atlantis. Would you care to make a presentation to the class?"

"Y-yes, actually. You see, Atlantis is thought to be somewhere between Ireland, Iceland, and Switzerland. No one has been able to figure out the precise location in the past 8,500 or 9,000 years. It appears that we've been at war to keep the peace with them.

I've been thinking of lots of ways that could be used for the cure. Two of which are spider web and honeysuckle. Both have healing properties like antivirals and antiseptics, both of which I'm sure after all this time the people of Atlantis could use after sinking underwater.

All we need now is find a place to set this moonstone necklace to free the Atlantean people." Julian walked over to Anna and carefully fastened the necklace around Anna's throat. She breathed in deeply, struck by the gorgeous sheen of the crystal itself. It felt like it was made for her. It almost gave a pulse-like beats as if it was part of her heart and not just a piece of jewelry.