The Coral Empire
Sunlight bounces off the sea waves, calm blue salt ocean. Fishing ships bob along like flotsam in a pond, drawling across the endless azure. Life finds a way under the surface, fields of rainbow hue coral, houses hundreds. Entire ecosystem survive and thrive throughout the emerald and sapphire.
Deeper and deeper we go, in places in which the sun cannot. It's piercing burning gaze holds no power down here. Total blackness amongst the deepest currents. Further down that any lung could hold air a pinprick of life exists.
The pinprick grows the closer one gets, larger and larger until a full fake sun blazes into the underwater world. Amongst the sea of colour stand colossal buildings. Statues to long best forgotten gods, hundred armed, multi faceted square heads. Ruby coral eyes enchanted to float along side statue skulls.
Amongst the building ancient roads run rampart in spiderwebs through a sprawling city. Teams of slaves use kelp rope to pull blocks of cut coral, rail road thin humans with gills gruesomely grafted to flesh. As one of the slaves goes limp they float up. Far above the city schools of sharks circle waiting for fresh meat.
With trident and whip, mutants keep a watchful eye over the operation. Order are barked out, sea weed whips crack and sodden slate tridents poke and prod. Great undersea wizard kings watch from up high in coral towers dotted with pearl and shell. Slowly bit by bit they will retake the world which damned them.
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