Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Boy and the Bubbles

A long long time ago in a far away land, people possessed special gifts that made them very rich.
Gifts that could let them keep fires without timber, control rain or make sand into soil. Unfortunately, as the gifted ones grew rich and powerful, the un-gifted became poor and homely. Many formed clans and became nomads just to survive.

One such clan was the Dorleas. The Dorleas clan were fishermen by trade who traveled from shoreline to shoreline. They fished for themselves and sold the rest to the Gifted Families. They were not rich but they were comfortable.

The Gifted Families ruled the land. Their gifts were closely guarded for their genes were only passed down through the first born of a Gifted from each partner. The Families were designed so the Gifted would be the sub leader when they came of age and leader when their children came of age to become of age to become their council. The former council and leader if they were still alive would become elders.

The Families became very powerful. With power comes greed. The Families started wars with each other and ultimately destroyed each other including their lands. The Lands became barren and many died. 

The Dorlea clan was unharmed by the fighting. They travelled far from the fighting. One lucky day the Dorlea clan came upon a shore that was filled with fish. They fished for days and their nets never came out empty. After many months passed, they decided to set up a settlement until the fish migrated, but the fish never migrated or failed to fill their nets.

The settlement became a village, and the village became a town. The town prospered and the humble fishermen grew very rich. The Dorleas were a nomad clan for many generations. They knew very well to never take more than the sea could give. Though with wealth comes power and with power comes greed. The Dorleas became very greedy and fished more than sea would give. The fish in the nets became lighter and lighter. The town of  Dorlea quickly lost all of it's wealth and power. People returned to life as nomads, some turned into beggars and others ended their lives.

One father felt extreme grief and believed that his sons shouldn't grow up to have such a dismal life. So he brought his sons to the pier, flicked them into the waters then shot himself. The town quickly gathered upon the hearing of the gun shots. They watched as the youngest grabbed onto the oldest to try to stay afloat. The town desperately tried to figure out how to save the boys. No one would jump in, for fear that the boys were struggling so much that they themselves would be pulled in. The only option was to wait for the boys to pass out and then save them. The risk was very high.

Then the most amazing thing occurred: The air that the oldest son was blowing into the water each time he was pulled under didn't rise and burst at the top but sank to the bottom. Each bubble joined the others making a larger and larger dome. When the dome reached the boys they fell in and landed on the bottom. They could breathe and walk around. The people on the shore realized what happened and cheered and shouted. When the boys stopped panicking they took a boat out, lowered a rope into the dome and pulled the boys up to safety.

The dome remained unharmed until many days later when it popped.  The townspeople waited a few days before they tested the boy to see if the dome was a miracle from the gods or a sign the boy was gifted. This time they safely brought him to the water and told him to blow bubbles. He blew nothing happened. They tried a second time with no result. They tried a third time and this time the boy thought hard and blew bubbles. The bubbles formed and sank to the bottom creating a dome and several more. The people cheered. They had a gifted one.

They decided against using the dome for fishing, instead they used it to create. They used the domes to create a new form of agriculture that was under water. The domes were close enough to the surface to get sunlight and the soil was always hydrated. The plants were unaffected by wind and pests, making it the perfect form of agriculture.

The town of Dorlea became prosperous again. The town became a city; The city became a kingdom; The boys grew up and became the Kings of the Kingdom and their children and their children inherited his gift and ruled the kingdom together fairly creating instead of taking.

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