Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

Entanglement – Day Twenty SevenThey sailed round and round the island, changing boatsoften whenever one reached the end of its era. Today theywere passengers on a Roman trireme. Yellelle told her thiswas the low point in the history of the branch of historywhere Atlantis was never destroyed. It was a smaller city nowthan it had been in 1600bc. It was in less repair and was underRoman domination. Even in it’s diminished state it was thesecond largest city in the Empire, and already the mostancient continuously inhabited city on Earth.Unescorted women in Greek and Roman times did NOThave equal rights and they were confined to their cabin andhad to call for escort to the head. Yellelle told her this was themost dangerous part of the journey, even worse than the DarkAges because none would befriend them in these ages. Thecabin’s ceiling was only about four and a half feet high,enough to sit comfortably. There were spaces like that inAlan’s universe, but they were much cleaner and coveredwith plush mattresses. This was upholstered with a fewscratchy wool blankets. A limp feather pillow completed thefurnishings.“We’ve got to be near the year zero by now,” Ava asked.“The time of Christ?” Yellelle asked.“Right.”“Yeah, we are, we are in the echo of 63ad. right now and475