Atlantis: End of a World, Birth of a Legend Page #3

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was expected to understand.

Priestess?

What is this smell?

What do we do?

The Earth Shaker is speaking to us.

Just as he spoke to our forefathers.

We must respond as they did.

For the Minoans, there was no

better way to appease unpredictable

and violent gods than to make

an offering.

These were made at sanctuarys

high at the mountains.

The closest they could physicaly

get to the gods.

In Crete alone, 23 sites

have been discovered,

littered with a remains

of thousands of clay figurines.

Clay body parts were thoughts to be for healing.

Clay animals, a plea for healthy lives.

Your father didn't seefit to join us.

- He's busy.

Is that so?

Our mayor is too busy

to honour the gods!

Where is everyone?

We'd nearly be done if my men

didn't disapear at the mountain

every time the earth shook.

Minoian peak sanctuaries have also been

found littered with animal bones.

Goats, sheep, pigs,

even bulls.

A sacrifice of blood,

was thought to be the most powerful

ofer in of all.

Poseidon, raging lord of the deep,

Mover of the earth and the sea,

Guardian of our fleet...

we offer you

the sacred blood of bulls.

May it drown your anger,

mighty dark-haired lord.

Let us live in stillness

and peace once more.

Hail, Poseidon,

ruler of the Earth and seven seas.

The priesthood's power hinged on its

ability to keep the gods in check.

But the forces unleashed beneath

Thera were now unstoppable.

From volcanic deposits, we know that

the early stages of the eruption

covered the island

with a sprinkling of light ash.

Enough to contaminate

the water supply.

What are you doing?

Are you trying to poison me?!

She's trying to help!

She's cursed.

(- She says:
"She's cursed")

And this water is cursed.

Get away from me!

Go back where you came from!

They're taking against Pinaruti.

I'm sure she means no harm.

This trouble began when SHE

arrived here. You know that.

Rusa brought her here and we

know the gods don't favour him.

Perhaps they're providing a way

for both of us to get what we want.

Forgive me, priestess.

I think I know what

Poseidon's asking for.

Speak.

I should have shared it earlier.

When Pinaruti told me

about her vision...

Go on.

- She saw a sacrifice.

But it was not a bull.

It was a person.

Who?

It was her own blood that was spilt.

She was the sacrifice.

Perhaps her vision

is the gods' way of telling us

that she's not welcome.

She's cursed.

Tell Yidini to gather the people.

I will speak to them

and restore order.

But first I will consult with the gods and

clarify what it is Poseidon asks for.

What would make this eruption

different from any other

the Therans had experienced was the

interaction of two kinds of magma,

triggering a catastrophic

chemical reaction.

This chemical reaction would thrust

an estimated 150 billion

tons of magma to the surface.

And transform this eruption

into the greatest disaster

the ancient world had ever seen.

Hail, priestess. Hail, priestess.

High priestess,

the people wait to hear you.

People of Thera.

Everyone!

Friends and colleagues.

You must listen to me.

This is preposterous.

The blood of bulls is not enough.

There is nothing more we can offer.

The gods have given

us enough warning.

We must leave the island

before it is too late.

My fleet will sail at sunset.

We will leave the island

till it is safe to return.

There is only one authority we can

trust on this island. The truth.

People of Thera,

in order to restore

peace on our island,

Poseidon has asked

for something more.

What are you going to offer him now?

Lions? Elephants?

Until peace and calm can be restored,

those that want

to leave the island may do so.

- You cannot stay here, surely?

- You have to do your duty, Rusa.

And I have to do mine.

There will be another sacrifice.

This time I...

will undertake it

on behalf of all of us.

A superheated column of gas, ash

and rock blasted six miles

into the stratosphere...

..forming a mushroom cloud

similar to an atomic bomb.

This was a Plinian eruption, the

most deadly of all volcanic events.

The sound of the eruption

was heard as far away as Egypt.

And within minutes the plume

would it be seen from Crete.

Everyone!

We need to leave the island now.

To stay here is madness.

Everyone, follow me. To the ships.

Get your things

and meet me at the harbour.

What now?

We do as we planned.

Bring me Pinaruti.

We must fulfil the vision.

What do you want?

- We're here for her, not you.

Why? What do you want with her?

- High priestess orders...

It's not your buiseness!

She's my wife! That makes it my buisenes.

We need every inch of every ship.

OK, everybody. Cargo overboard.

Make space, come on.

Come on, move, move.

We're leaving the city with my father.

- You're free to go, Yishharu.

We're BOTH leaving.

- No!

Pinaruti must fulfil her destiny.

The gods have demanded it.

Her destiny is with me.

Your vision, Pinaruti,

spelled out your destiny.

We do not choose these things.

The gods decide for us.

We must ensure it is fulfilled.

What vision?

What vision?!

- You said it wasn't clear.

That it wasn't the gods speaking, it

was my own fears. And it wasn't me!

It's not what I saw.

What did you see?

Who did you see?

Who did you see?!

After them!

Yishharu, where are you?

It was Yishharu's blood

she saw sacrificed.

May Queracia forgive your deception,

Ariad. I'm not sure I can.

We know what the gods have asked

for. The vision must be fulfilled.

It wasn't clear enough. I don't think...

- Start thinking.

The gods are tearing Thera apart.

If you can't tell us why,

if you can't stop it,

then what must the people think?

Where is your power, Bansabira,

if you can't appease the gods?

They've demanded a life and have

shown us who it must be.

Find him.

Keep going, come on.

- I'm slowing you down.

What are you doing?

- If they catch you, they'll kill you.

I'll get rid of them and comeback for you.

- What if you don't?

Then you must find my father

and tell him what's happened?

I'm scared, Yishharu.

I'm scared of losing you.

In the first four hours of the eruption,

the volcano ejected 5 billion tons

of magma.

Day rapidly turned to night,

As volcanic ash began to smother the island.

You think killing me

will stop this, Bansabira?

The gods want us all dead!

As the magma cooled, it fell as pumice.

Small stones and rocks

filled with tiny bubbles of air,

deathly as the begun to accumulate.

One at a time! Don't push!

Master, we've got to set sail!

We'll make room for everyone!

We need to make for the ships.

We should go, now!

Look at him, Bansabira.

Even your own people

don't believe in this.

If we leave now we can make to the ships.

No one else has to die!

Silence him!

Forgive me.

But it was ash, not pumice,

that posed the more immediate

threat.

Help! Help me!

Volcanic ash isn't like ordinary

ash. It contains silicone.

Please somebody, please help me!

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