HISTORY OF THE END OF THE WORLD

WHERE PHOENIX MEETS UNICORN

In a corner of the studyquarters of the Academy Ylona and Roady had grabbed a traditional boardgame. They orfdered to latte-coffee. They finally had an hour of to chill. Boardgames stimulate chilling. It is simple, competytif, seemingly endless and full of suprises. It also was a good basis for communication. Their education in the Academy overshadowed everything.

“Shall we talk about “mythical monsters”?, Roady asked. “Our next two hour consist of a workshop by Master Klaas about that subject.” “Ockay with me. I read somewhere that many of those monsters were ancient Gods, destroyed in the Flood.”

“It the classical combat of dualities. Marduk defeated the Ancient Ones, the first rulers of Earth. The story, that they are not dead but dreaming.”, Ylona read from her I-Phone. “Their dream is our nightmare. When the Ancient Gods, like Chtulhu, Inanna and “the Goat with the 7 young” are raised, Earth will turn into hell. They cannot be stopped, a least not by our technology. Signs suggest, that Chtulhu is calling.”

“I prefer the Unicorn. This entity is supposedly still alive. The Master showed me a book with pictures of the unicorns, there are more, in Kenia. White horned horses covered with small flowers. A glimpse into Paradise.”

Ylona grabbed the dice. “Let's start.”