Post by Aguatorreflete del Norte on Oct 12, 2023 23:56:27 GMT
Most of us have seen the name, and some of us have pondered on its origins. "Aguatorreflete". Where'd it come from? Where and when was it invented? Well, as a keen historian on Aguatorrefletan history, I am here to answer your questions and silence your doubts. On the mystical islands of north, far, far ago, lived a people who deemed the land sacred. They believed that it was the entire Earth, at their disposal. They built tents, began small-scale mining operations, and even defensive structures, believing that the stars themselves would one day fall from the skies, descending onto their sacred territory to grab it for themselves. Building towers and walls around their perimeter, they prepared special bases on certain little islands in a tiny archipelago consisting of three little rocks. "Haagana", they named the first, after it's beautiful rocks and natural glory. "Kiigäsa", they named the second, after it was found teaming with life never seen before. And finally, "Torrafla", was the name of the third island, after its large mountain towering over the small, isolated land. As the years went by and the nature chipped away the mountain one by one, Torrafla was the home of a horrible landslide, demolishing all human work ever developed on the island. As if they never were there.
The native peoples took the landslide as a warning from the stars, that their impending doom was near. The tribe refused to ever near the island ever again. It was the center of a great prophecy, which was written about around the year 14,000BC. The prophecy goes as follows:
"Those who dare step on the sacred island of Torrafla will be met with an ungrateful barrage of curses brought upon them by the stars themselves which overlook us each night. The [unintelligible], and a mighty fleet of rocks will descend, [unintelligible]. The Gods have forbidden this by showing us the power of the cursed isle. One must NEVER near it, much less step foot in it."
- Yaahim [unintelligible]
Cicli* 129
(*Cicli, native Aguatorrefletan for "cycle", cycle being the natives' personal calendar. It is still unknown of how it measured time.)
The natives clearly documented the island's curse with great detail, going as far as to set up a dedicated scouting group to keep track of the island's events each year - from a distance, of course. But, nevertheless, after extreme warning, someone still decided to visit the island.
Around the year 1455, a man by the name of Giancarlo Nicolás Quentino decided to take the prophecy head on, willing to put his life on the line to test the legitimacy of this so-called curse which the natives refused to stop speaking of in ancient documents found sprinkled over their lands. Him, along with a crew of 14 sailors, departed from the "Puerto Real de Premiostenango", and sailed for Torrafla. Once stepping foot in the island and carving through the cruel, rocky landscape which still stood after millennia of remaining untouched, they found ruins of an old military camp, but nothing else. Broken bamboo walls with rope still wrapped around it, splitting certain piles into different pieces. Hay roofs from the demolished barracks', along with their wooden supports, snapped in two. It's as if a volcano brutally punished the natives for stepping foot in it's land. Taking a page from Don Giancarlo's personal journal, it reads the following:
"Day 15: 23 de Yiptilá
I have explored the island to its entire extent, every nook and cranny has been blessed with the gift of being explored by my very own eyesight, along with my crew. It resembles a site of a horrible disaster, like if the stars descended upon them and demolished them for merely existing, or the destroyed mountain with its crooked and jagged summit punishing the men and women who once lived on these sacred shores. The rocks crack as you step on them, your body finding it difficult to obtain balance without stopping in your tracks. Boulders, overgrown with plants, decorate the former military area and the nearby forest. There was one spot though, which caught my attention. One spot, which has been left out - forgotten - by the native records. A little rock formation about 150 meters from the north-eastern shore. Boasting atop a little tower, with wooden supports and its hay roof. It peaked my interest, wondering how it has survived over 13,000 years of decay. The sea crashes into the jagged and shattered rocks at the base of the small isle with extreme aggression, yet its very crash calms and sooths the ear. This little island has charmed and enchanted me, my mind obsessed with questions regarding the past of this little set of rocks, which holds a critical piece of military past, withstanding the full might of the windy seas."
Giancarlo's text quickly spread all throughout the nation along with his small sketch of the tower, and following his death and further exploration of the archipelago, the main island and its colonies, united by Premiostenango, were renamed to Aguatorreflete. "Agua", from the water surrounding the crooked and rocky island. "torre", from the tower standing high and mighty on the island. And "flete", expanding on the native name "fla".
So there you have it! The backstory on the name of the Republic of Aguatorreflete del Norte.
- Historian Carlos Timotéo,
2035 A.D.
The native peoples took the landslide as a warning from the stars, that their impending doom was near. The tribe refused to ever near the island ever again. It was the center of a great prophecy, which was written about around the year 14,000BC. The prophecy goes as follows:
"Those who dare step on the sacred island of Torrafla will be met with an ungrateful barrage of curses brought upon them by the stars themselves which overlook us each night. The [unintelligible], and a mighty fleet of rocks will descend, [unintelligible]. The Gods have forbidden this by showing us the power of the cursed isle. One must NEVER near it, much less step foot in it."
- Yaahim [unintelligible]
Cicli* 129
(*Cicli, native Aguatorrefletan for "cycle", cycle being the natives' personal calendar. It is still unknown of how it measured time.)
The natives clearly documented the island's curse with great detail, going as far as to set up a dedicated scouting group to keep track of the island's events each year - from a distance, of course. But, nevertheless, after extreme warning, someone still decided to visit the island.
Around the year 1455, a man by the name of Giancarlo Nicolás Quentino decided to take the prophecy head on, willing to put his life on the line to test the legitimacy of this so-called curse which the natives refused to stop speaking of in ancient documents found sprinkled over their lands. Him, along with a crew of 14 sailors, departed from the "Puerto Real de Premiostenango", and sailed for Torrafla. Once stepping foot in the island and carving through the cruel, rocky landscape which still stood after millennia of remaining untouched, they found ruins of an old military camp, but nothing else. Broken bamboo walls with rope still wrapped around it, splitting certain piles into different pieces. Hay roofs from the demolished barracks', along with their wooden supports, snapped in two. It's as if a volcano brutally punished the natives for stepping foot in it's land. Taking a page from Don Giancarlo's personal journal, it reads the following:
"Day 15: 23 de Yiptilá
I have explored the island to its entire extent, every nook and cranny has been blessed with the gift of being explored by my very own eyesight, along with my crew. It resembles a site of a horrible disaster, like if the stars descended upon them and demolished them for merely existing, or the destroyed mountain with its crooked and jagged summit punishing the men and women who once lived on these sacred shores. The rocks crack as you step on them, your body finding it difficult to obtain balance without stopping in your tracks. Boulders, overgrown with plants, decorate the former military area and the nearby forest. There was one spot though, which caught my attention. One spot, which has been left out - forgotten - by the native records. A little rock formation about 150 meters from the north-eastern shore. Boasting atop a little tower, with wooden supports and its hay roof. It peaked my interest, wondering how it has survived over 13,000 years of decay. The sea crashes into the jagged and shattered rocks at the base of the small isle with extreme aggression, yet its very crash calms and sooths the ear. This little island has charmed and enchanted me, my mind obsessed with questions regarding the past of this little set of rocks, which holds a critical piece of military past, withstanding the full might of the windy seas."
Giancarlo's text quickly spread all throughout the nation along with his small sketch of the tower, and following his death and further exploration of the archipelago, the main island and its colonies, united by Premiostenango, were renamed to Aguatorreflete. "Agua", from the water surrounding the crooked and rocky island. "torre", from the tower standing high and mighty on the island. And "flete", expanding on the native name "fla".
So there you have it! The backstory on the name of the Republic of Aguatorreflete del Norte.
- Historian Carlos Timotéo,
2035 A.D.