Daily Archives: 3rd February 2016

A new life line

Journals of Yucatan Explorers

Thursday 8th May 1506

The rain is heavy, the water’s rough and the boat’s wretched.

We are getting ready to sail home as we have little chance of finding new land to search .The rations are low and our hopes of succeeding the exploration are lower.

At the last minute, the lookout spotted what we suspected was an island in the east. We decided to venture towards our new location as it would surely be better than going home with just a few gold coins at hand.

After our greatest efforts of fighting of the ocean waves, we finally reached land. It appeared to be quite fruitful, we will search our new lifeline at dawn

 

captain

The water logged ruin

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I was standing in the middle of a room crammed with artifacts in every corner.

How did I get here?

Where was here?

My torch flickered out as I trudged through the water logged ruin. I ducked under a collapsed pillar into what appeared to be a town. All the buildings were nearly identical to each other and in the centre of this town was a statue that towered over me like an enraged dragon.

It was made of lapis lazuli and the finest opals for eyes. I clambered on to the statue to see where I was.

Crossing over

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A young girl gathering flowers; following a twisted path.

Following her heart, nature all around her.

Animals scurrying past her, but on the horizon a dark storm.

She is running out of time.

Is she going to make it?

Thunder, lightning striking the face of the earth.

Then she saw it: a dark sinister look.

Her spine tingling.

Its pale life less face split into an evil grin.

 Then staring at her, a figure appeared.

His coal like eyes narrowed to slits: a glimmer of evil.

Then it spoke. A splinter of ice in his voice, “It’s time, time to cross over to the other side.”

 

By Lillie and Katheine

letter to king Philip

Journals of Yucatan Explorers

Dear King Philip,

On our expedition we stumbled into a building that appears to be from an ancient civilization. We have not yet found out what civilization though. The building has three intriguing features that makes it look like a temple: the doorway had been carved to look like some kind of god they possibly worshiped. A statue placed in the top right of the building is made of stone and is the top of a man’s body there are dark parts on the statue that suggest that it had been painted before. On the wall are carved patterns that decorate the wall. The question is: What civilization it is?

Yours sincerely

Dean

A man and a temple

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The man limped into the room, blood trickled of his leg leaving a trail behind him, rain pattered on the cracked stone floor, a canopy of trees shielded the ruin from the worst of the storm. Dense trees surround the temple from all sides like a huge brick wall. But the man had made it. He had battled his way through the rainforest and won. Now he would collect his prize. Now he could see the gold softly glowing in the half light. He lunged forwards, towards the gold. He noticed skeletons propped up on the crumbling walls.  The man started to move towards the gold. And also the man was parched, he lent down , cupped his hands and drank from the little lake that stood in his way.

Next, he waded through the rapidly growing lake and clambered up the stairs. And finally he put the gold in his sack. He clambered back down the stairs and entered the lake. When he was halfway through he sensed danger. Then, something brushed passed his leg. The water rippled close to him. Then his blood went cold. Thousands of silver fish were charging at him. Seconds later a stabbing pain tore through his leg. He was dragged under the water. The water went red and his limp body surfaced yet he could be anything he had been torn apart.

An exciting journey

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Day 1

A new expedition: a fresh start; the Colombian rainforest: many dangers and a whole host of opportunities.

I could not have asked for anything more from the first stage of our journey. My crew and I efficiently obtained enough supplies to last us the first week of our adventure. We pressed on through the last hours of light, proceeding on our journey. We came across many barricades of fern and ceiba overwhelming us with claustrophobia. I could see from the look on their faces that it troubled my crew but there was no chance that I would let it faze me.

We put up our tents at seven pm and feasted on a succulent lizard dinner roasted on the spit that my closest friend accompanying me on the expedition – Dr.Davies – set up. Day one was a large success.

I must finish now for if we are to reach new heights in the forthcoming days I must rest.