Atlanits part 1 english translation

Suddenly, she saw herself lying on a bed of furs, inside some kind of temple, filled with mystery, perfect as eternity itself. The air was enchanted by unknown aromas, somewhat remotely resembling the smell of bitter almonds, mixed with ambergris and musk. The light was dim, but mysteriously beautiful; it dimly lit the room in which she was located. Elena tried to determine the source of this light, but could not.
It poured from everywhere and nowhere. Close to daylight, but at the same time, of a different spectrum, it clearly did not come from windows that were not in the room, but flowed gently and ghostly from everywhere at once. She looked around: nothing like her eyes did not remember. The walls were of strange color, something between gold and turquoise, and the material from which they were created was completely unknown to our heroine. The decoration was unusual: strange columns ending in flowerpots of unidentified flowers, either alive or artificial, then dull, transparent, changing, but infinitely beautiful, consoles of an incomprehensible shape and purpose, an amazingly shaped armchair, as well as some other items of incomprehensible look and purpose.
Everything incomprehensible, everything alien, however, for some reason is not scary. One of the walls was illuminated by a strange intriguing light, causing a desire to come closer, and when she approached it, she realized that it was mirror like wall, seeing her own reflection, surrounded by an incomprehensible rainbow haze. Elena’s own look struck her even more than everything she had seen before: her clothes, made of something light, soft and translucent, were white, but shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow. On her ankles, wrists, neck, fingers, as well as in her ears and on her head, were jeweled ornaments of matte yellow metal, of amazing performance: snakes were interspersed with flowers, with something like birds, turning, in turn, into geometric drawings, spirals, stars and pyramids.
“Oh wow, it's a gold,” the young woman realized in surprise. There was a lot of gold, this place was strange, her stay in it was incomprehensible. But paradoxically, she was seized by amazing calm and pacification. Having walked around the room again, and not even trying to get out of it,or scream, or call for help, or lie low. She saw a goblet in which a golden liquid sparkled, surprisingly fragrant. She felt that it was her goblet and boldly drank from it.
The taste of the drink was incredibly magnificent. A slight dizzy feeling ran by a pleasant warm wave through her body, and, lingering in her head, caused a series of vague associations. Elena suddenly realized that she was finally at home, here was her real home, she was the mistress of this place, she was here in joy and safety, and that she was in Atlantis. Once again she went to the mirror to admire her reflection, which for some reason seemed to her especially beautiful and somehow unusual, although she did not know what this unusual thing was about.
Instinct or memory prompted her to go up to the wall and put her finger in one of the recesses, which had previously seemed to her an unearthly pattern. Almost immediately, one of the walls dissolved and a tanned, muscular, golden-haired young man appeared on the threshold in a translucent toga of the same material as the lady’s robe. He was tall and beautiful, his huge eyes disproportionate to his face shone with a bright blue light, making all other features inconspicuous against the background of this radiance, although she managed to note their unusualness. His pose expressed attention and readiness to accept her. At that very moment, Elena realized that in front of her was her husband, tender, full of feelings, always able to understand all her desires, for they were both, in fact, the same creature, two halves of a single whole, whose bodies were separate, but their minds and souls merged together. That was exactly the law of the great Atlantis, the law of union and creation, not knowing contention and contradiction They did not say a word to each other, but they gazed each other with sights, full of affection and love. Their thoughts became united again, rejoicing at this unity, rejoicing in the happiness of rediscovering each other. It was love, greater than love, when fears, doubts, unbelief are unknown, when your soul twin is with you, union with which is the greatest of blessings.
Elena sipped again from the light but solid glass, her husband approached her to embrace her, complementing the spiritual nature with the physical.
He was superbly beautiful and graceful. Elena knew for sure that she had never seen such faces in her normal life, still not understanding what exactly made him unusual, as well as her own face.
She raised her hand, indicating the exit, and he became her guide, leading to all the secrets of this palace and Atlantis. They passed through dissolving walls through many rooms, each of which was different from the other. Multi-colored crystals, a stone-like color, becoming either matte or transparent, but evoking the feeling of living being, complex monograms of walls, intricate drawings of the floor, they all looked familiar and understandable to her, but at the same time new and curious.
She mentally asked her guide to take her outside, and he turned to that wall, which had moved apart, allowing him to see the turquoise ocean soaked in the blue abyss of the sky.
A perfectly planned garden, with plants that it seems she had already seen, but somewhere in other worlds stretched at their feet, the stone sphinxes gazed silently at them, sparkled with blue lights bursting like lightning from the tops of the pyramid.
Several round aircraft fused together for some time with the pyramids, blinked in streams of absorbed energy, after which they soared vertically upwards and went out in the sky with blue stars. The heady and intriguing scents resembled the Garden of Eden, in which she so wanted to stay in one of her previous astral travels. She mentally ordered one of the devices to approach ...