A Tale of Two Continents. Mark David writing under the pen name of D.A. Marvik.
Two Continents, a world divide. One side of the world discovers the power of steam, its people living a slave-like existence working in black factories, where airships f...
There is a moment when, in the briefest passage of time, everything changes never to be the same again. The world has changed, (that much at least is apparent to anyone who has even a mediocre of understanding and indeed, there are many who seem not to realize that little and not-so unworthy fact). The question remains, what difference is it going to make? I digress, since this is not a philosophical treatise on the workings of the world or is it a lesson of history. No. These are tales. Or, these are many tales, tales of ancient noble houses, of the passing of former days of grandure, of emperors and empires. Tales of noblemen and the world in which they live, and warriors, the battles that have been fought. But most of all, this is a tale of Voyagers who dared to journey into the unknown – and Kings.
Being many tales, there can be no end as indeed, there is no real beginning. There is a middle and a very big middle at that. If the tales did have to have a beginning, then it would lay at the feet of the lady, she of far-away shores who found herself in unfamiliar territory, a victim of circumstance and of fate. But I get ahead of myself, all that concerns her and the fortunes of those who happened upon her came after the Black Ship. That was the beginning my grandfather first recounted – of the tales concerning two continents and one world in an age when one continent had no knowledge of the other.
It had no name, other than the reference to the black-painted hull that shone dully, the rivets from iron plates as large as chestnuts ordered in regular squares repeated over and over again, until the patchwork was bigger than any surface ever seen on an ocean-going vessel before. And it was the Black Ship that was the reason I happened to find myself at the beginning of the end of our world, at least was we knew it.
For little did we know that everything was about to change...
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