As Above So Below: Veil Over Atlantis

By P. Milisande

Rogue waves in the heart of the Pacific Ocean hide a terrible secret lost through the changing of the tides. A secret veiled since the time before time – it is to be revealed only when man is at the cusp of an awakening.

In the space between countless yesterdays to THIS moment, Someone has decided – IT IS TIME.

And the Veil has been lifted.

With its discovery, the past threatens once again to re-enact its painful shattering.

Utilizing the unending expanse of one’s imagination, Vancouver author P. Milisande taps into the reader’s creative soul in her ‘disruptive’ novel, ‘As Above So Below: Veil Over Atlantis’. Through featuring in the book the actual intriguing and highly controversial underwater Google Earth images she found, she brings the reader into a journey from one reality to another - showing realms that alternate between darkness and light - in order for them to find the courage to lift the Veil and unravel Man’s mystery.

Only to find that Man’s existence - and survival - is fatalistically intertwined with the mysticism of Atlantis.

...For to journey within is to heed the call
But to find the path means to lose it all...

• Language: English
• Publisher: P. Milisande
• Release date: Nov 13, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370072170

P. Milisande

P. Milisande lives in British Columbia, Canada with her artist husband and artist children. She is a legal professional and former editor-in-chief of a news publication. She collects dusty books and antique teacups. This is her first novel.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

As Above So Below

Veil over Atlantis

P. Milisande

Copyright © 2016 P. Milisande

All rights reserved.

ISBN: 9781508043416

This book is dedicated

To my Husband D., and our children, C. and R. – you are my rock.

To Mom, for being the safe harbor I can always return to.

To Dad, did you hear me whisper?

To Grace Q., wherever you may be.

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Map images are from Google Earth (Map data ©2015 Google). All marks on the maps (yellow pins, red lines), including emphasis, errors, inferences - real or imagined - are the author’s.

Visita Interiora Terrae

Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem

Visit the interior of the earth;

In rectifying, discover the hidden stone.

– Christian Rosenkreuz

Contents

Chapter 1: The Pleiades

Chapter 2: Above

Chapter 3: Lost

Chapter 4: Below

Chapter 5: Unveiled

Chapter 6: The Call

Chapter 7: The Wall

Chapter 8: Paradise

Chapter 9: Time Before Time

Chapter 10: The Vision

Chapter 11: The Hidden Stone

Chapter 12: The Dream

Chapter 13: The Seven Sisters

CHAPTER 1

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GENTLE WAVES LAPPED AT Maia’s feet as she pretended to close her eyes. According to the rules of the game, her sisters will hide and she will try to find them using no powers. They liked to play this game in their favorite secret place – an obsidian cave at the bottom of the ocean. Glittering walls and flickering fireflies provided the only source of light. Darkness swelled from its several meandering passageways.

The sisters did not know why but some passages greatly terrified them.

Is it true those openings lead to different worlds?

That is what our amah says.

Do you think Maman will tell us about them one day?

That is our destiny. When we are ready, Maman will tell us.

But I do not want her to tell us. I am scared.

There is nothing to be afraid of, Merope. All creation come from the One. And though we may not understand, we all have a part to play in it.

What does that mean, Alcyone?

I do not know, Maia.

But you know everything!

I wish I did. But I do not.

Maia and her sisters often made up stories of what lay at the end of the tunnels. Once, they made the mistake of telling their Maman about their fascination for the strange passages. Since then, their Maman forbade them from going back to the cave.

We are not even supposed to be here.

Maia saw tiny points of light behind her eyes. They pulsed and grew. She tried to conceal a smile. She knew where her sisters hid. They circled and hovered above her. They looked at her intently, trying to see if she would follow the rules this time.

So you are not hiding in the passageways. You think I will not look up.

Maia faded into the dark walls.

That’s unfair, Maia! We said no powers!

You’re cheating, Maia!!! another sister said.

They heard the echo of Maia’s giggles as a whirlpool encircled them. The sisters stumbled and fell and hit each other. Although hurt and bruised, they laughed in obvious merriment. Maia shook her head, plunged in and joined them.

The seven sisters danced inside the swirling water. They tried to see who can make the water fizz, bubble and burst. They held hands, they sang, they spun.

Faster, Maia! Faster!

I wish we could play like this forever!

They did not know they would be pulled apart by events not of their doing.

By love.

By betrayal.

By tragedy.

But in that time before time, entombed within a dark and sparkling ravine deep under the sea, they had each other. The Pleiades, the Seven Sisters, nymph daughters of Atlas and Pleione. Their melodious singing and laughter rang as if it would not cease. And for that time, it seemed so. They had the protection of their deep, magical cove. Far from prying eyes, from reprove.

Untouched by the prophecy.

A booming voice reverberated in the cave. Maia! Come back to the palace! Bring your sisters! Your father wants to see all of you! Now! The guests have arrived!

The sisters scrambled to swim back to the surface. Another of their games to see who will get to the palace first.

Maia fell behind. She could not explain it but she felt a sense of foreboding. The prophecy, unbidden, came to her.

It starts now, she thought.

The Stone Prophecy

The path to the stars is lined with dread

‘Tis the road the Sisters tread

They knoweth not what lie ahead

Beneath the gates, near the Ancient stead

Electra, Celaeno, Taygete, Merope

Alcyone, Maia, Asterope

Steeped in grace

Enigmatic, adored

Ephemeral, resplendent

Tenacious, ascendant

The Seven who are but are not what they seem

Who must find the truth lest all future dim

Of the oneness of all and the all-ness of one

Light over darkness conquers the sun

Will hope be gained?

Will time stand still?

Will the two that is one

Finally grow still?

For what is above is what is below

But they, will they, the burden forego?

For to journey within is to heed the call

But to find the path means to lose it all.

CHAPTER 2

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MAIA JUST TURNED 14. Petrified of flying, she did not want to be piloting – correction, co-piloting – a plane. But as a member of the Young Aviator’s Club, the package included that.

Today is the day you fly, they told her.

She had to fly. And so she will.

Her father, the adventurer, insisted she should join. Joining meant being up there in the clouds, to be airborne – and soaring, crashing, burning.

Flying, it just meant flying.

You get to be with your friends from the neighborhood, you meet a few hours a week, and you get to fly a plane once a month. Don’t you think it’s exciting?!!!!

No. Dad, I do not. She tried to tell him but he did not hear.

The whole situation – out of control crazy. Her father, her over-the-top-to-almost-die-is-cool dad – also crazy. But she adored him. So how could she tell him it terrified her? Flying, bursting into flames and falling – in that order. She had a strong suspicion her parents must have been given the wrong baby.

But what