It had been hundreds of years, centuries since the war that pitted the Olympians against the wrath of Gaia and her allies, longer than anyone could remember since they had overthrown Zeus and sent his brethren and offspring to the mortal plane. They had been reborn many times since.
In that time, the Titans, under the rule of Kronos, with the support of Gaia, had ruled, taking control of existence alongside the Gigantes and Typhoeus, as the gods were reborn as mortals, reincarnated with each passing lifetime. She had to do something.
The gentle goddess looked around, blonde hair waving as she glanced about, trying to make sure she was not seen -- if she was, her silent rebellion would be for naught. She took the mysterious book in her hands, grabbing a pen and beginning to write.
This may not seem clear now, but there is more to this journal than meets the eye, just as there is more to you.
Sometimes, there are feelings of familiarity with things and places you know you've never been to, been around, or experienced. Sometimes, there are dreams that seem more real than they rightly should, dreams that come night after night. Where do they come from? Why are they there? And why, most of all, is it that you are having them?
There is an answer, if you search hard enough. They are not figments of your imagination. These dreams and feelings are not just random. The feelings of familiarity are not something that is just in your head. And you are not alone. There are others out there, just like you, with the dreams and the feelings, and more.
You have all been given these journals to communicate with one another. There is significance in your dreams, if you search hard enough. But only by searching and discovering for yourselves will you be able to find the truth of things.
Look within yourselves, talk to one another, search your feelings. Everything is there, just beneath the surface, and some is right in front of you, if you look closely enough. It will soon come back, but only if you look for it, and only if you really, truly want it. Our future is in your hands.
History has repeated itself and twisted and turned as time has passed, and you have all been there to witness it. Your dreams are very much real. The truth is all right in front of you; you need only look for it. If the possibilities seem overwhelming, you are on the right track. Is it really so difficult to imagine? Think of names and places, experiences and how they all fit together. Think of the hints on your own journals.
The time has come for you to take your true places and regain what is rightfully yours.
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