W.I.P: https://render.ru/xen/threads/wip-istorija-6-otkuda-my-rodom.177136/ It has been several months since traces of an ancient civilization were discovered on the moon. During this time, several other similar cities were found on the moon. It wasn't just a space base - humans colonized the moon and lived on it for at least 1,000 years. Generations of people were born and died here. Complete isolation from the Earth has directed their culture and science in its unique direction. And the weak lunar gravity contributed to the appearance of the former earthlings... Every time scientists found the answer to one riddle, the answer gave birth to a new riddle. Scientists have many years to unravel this mystery. Past the huge buildings, books and artifacts, archaeologists also find the remains of unusual arachnids, mysterious vegetation... There is a feeling that during the existence of the lunar civilization on the moon not only was the atmosphere, but also a warm climate suitable for people without spacesuits. A couple of days ago, was found a massive diary Alfie - women of the moon state, which was representative of the 8th generation "lunatics." Detailed descriptions in Latin, sketches and diagrams in Alfia's diary gave scientists an idea of how the Moon looked at that time, as well as an answer to the main question of scientists "how people got to the moon and why on Earth there is no information about it". Here is a small but very informative excerpt from Alfia's diary (translated from Latin by Arthur Tolkunov): ".... My curiosity and the great Gift I received from my parents, gave me the opportunity to visit all the major cities of our Empire. Despite my young age, I was in demand everywhere, I was on duty directed from city to city, in each city I received new knowledge and practical skills. And now I found myself in a remote settlement among the endless hills and sandy valleys of the southern hemisphere. These wild, but mineral-rich places were previously the refuge of hermits and wild tribes. And now master has decided to thoroughly take up the development of these forgotten lands. It was much more interesting than I thought. Couple of tens of hours ago I accidentally met with one of hunters wild tribe living in a cave. These people rarely come out of their huge caves with intricate passages, underground lakes and mushroom plantations. Mushrooms-a special kind of vegetation, which grow only savages in their caves and successfully trade them with our Empire. But despite this, friendship with savages in the Empire is not welcome. Because they believe in false faith. The true faith says: "Strive for peace, art and knowledge, forgive everyone and everyone, do not hold evil against your neighbor. And then our House will forgive the sins of our ancestors and bring us Home." And false believers are convinced of the opposite: "we will never get home, because our life is forgiveness: instead of execution, we are given life in these lands."But quite recently my a new familiar showed me a small some original hermit-have first people was all very small, however they themselves the same were small. This mage half his life lived at Home and was exiled with all like-minded people here for what unleashed a great war capable of destroying the whole world. And after the Council of the master decided to hide some of the truth from posterity, this man went with a group of like-minded people in the caves. He wrote, that all dispatched here that would, we nor our descendants never have been able to return back, for Homes we not need and must be executed, and on the moon have us there is opportunity to live, so, as we want or perish. However, he also mentions that the reference to the moon was a top secret operation public version all mages were executed. All who left Home will be forgotten very quickly. We are left to fend for ourselves and our lives depend only on us... A couple of hours ago on duty I wandered under the crowns of two hundred-year-old trees and as always did not miss the opportunity to admire the house of ancestors. The house at that time stood on the horizon above the dusty silver desert. To the right of the House, the guardian temple of Anwar the Just towered majestically. This is one of the 45 guardian temples built by the first-time magicians. These buildings are powered by the energy of crystals and are a huge magical artifact millions of times amplifying the spells of the guardian. Thanks to the guardian temples, we can walk the earth without fear of being killed by stones falling from the stars, burned by the rays of the sun or frozen under the cover of darkness. Before the construction of these temples, all living things instantly died if you do not have time to create the right spell. I love this world which in the rays of light shimmers with bright colors, but as the textbooks say: nothing compares to the beauty of the ancestral Home. In House which lives itself, not expense of magic, there where there is boundless reservoirs, high trees-giants with delicious fruits, where food in abundance and has unbelievable taste of and incalculable diversity. And here we are forced to make great efforts to maintain this fragile life. All that is given to the inhabitants of the House for granted, we are the result of joint efforts of both our ancestors and descendants. This time I completely different eyes looked at the House, knowing that neither I, nor our children or when not to return there. Tears zapolleoniv my eyes, fell down on the dark stone is covered with fine silvery dust which immediately scattered in different directions. But no matter how much I cried, the stone I stood on never got wet. The dust is so dry and greedy for water that the droplets immediately envelop the dust and become like dry gray balls. Rains in this world are very rare - all the moisture that has evaporated and could not be captured by plants often leaves this world forever. Yes same long roots trees not always capable extract sufficient number of water from bowels land and if would not my the staff, then they can not live would and couples hundreds of hours. I seriously thought about faith true faith and false faith. Which one is now false? And how now to live further? Everything that was before now loses its meaning. Both faiths agree only in one thing: life on these lands is not eternal, there will come a time when our descendants will not be able to resist the forces of space, first those who are on the surface will die, and then those who hide in caves. I think I begin to understand why we still hide the truth: faith in forgiveness gives us a purpose in life-the pursuit of knowledge, spiritual development and warms the chance to return Home..."