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commonplace is the Dreamwidth-based home of a sprawling original fiction project referred to as Lost the Sky. ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ambersweet and I are working on it together. Feedback, comments and questions are welcome. Joining the community is encouraged.The short version goes like this: A couple thousand years ago, an extradimensional exploratory vessel landed on an island in the Pacific Ocean and started observing, and then experimenting on, the native populations. They also produced children like themselves, who had their own games to play with the spirits of the planet.
Eventually, the humans and nature spirits who had been misused rose up against their creators with the help of their sympathetic children. Their ship, and the island Mu that it rested on, were destroyed, and the extradimensional scientists were stuck here until a rescue would be triggered automatically.
Of course, the original project was scheduled to last three millenia, give or take. They had some time to kill, some naughty children to punish, and some humans and spirits to take their anger out on.
Over the years, the bloodlines of their children have spread far into the human population - in many peoples, the strains are weak, but they're now common. The spirits that allied themselves with humanity have shifted their opinions pro and con dozens of times. They have almost always come down on the side of helping humanity, bonding with individuals to throw their hands into the course of events. Lately, humanity has pushed ever harder - powering their toys with the very blood of the gods and enslaving the spirits that once worked alongside them.
As 2012 approaches, no one realizes what they were waiting for all along - the Mayan calendar had a very specific end date. The day an extraction team arrives to take the ones who started all this home - and they're not going to worry much about whether the playground is left when they're done with their toys.
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