The school of Nafoura

A place of peace, serenity, and beauty was the children of Beimini’s home, a place that looked from inside as a gallery of art from all the eras of history; if you pass from the sleeping buildings to the school in the middle of the city, you pass through eons of cultural magnificence that the richest men on earth can’t even dream of possessing, and if you walk around the gardens surrounding the school itself, the beauty of the arranged trees and landscapes could drive the most pious of kings insane with greed and jealousy.

Yet, if you stood outside of the very walls of the city, you will not be even able to see it, as to the outside onlooker, it was just another rock outcropping that seemed impenetrable to assault, or even exploration by any daring spirit.

Nestled between four mountains, and sheltered from all prying eyes by the dense forest surrounding it, the city of Beimini is and was always a myth that none in the land could really prove the existence of. All knew that it was somewhere near the edge of Agartha, but none knew the exact location; thousands of people tried to find it, none succeeded to do that or at least this is what the legends say.

But to the residents of Beimini, who were mostly children, the peaceful secluded city was a place they called home, a place to learn and grow without fear or hindrance.

 Nobody knows who founded the city or when it was built, it was a complete mystery to all, in fact, most of the residents don’t have a clue as to how they came to the city in the first place.

All the children knew is that the Keeper of the Grand Fountain demanded that they drink each and every day from the side facing the huge school building in the center of the city, the most famous school of Nafoura, the only one of its kind in Agartha.

Every day in the morning the children were expected to go and drink a sip from the ever-fresh, ever-flowing fountain, it was the single most observed ritual of the children’s day, one that the keeper of the fountain surveyed and watched over by himself.

Aside from being the keeper of the Grand fountain, he also was the head teacher in the school, where almost all the residents of the city studied.

Around twenty of the older kids, were also teaching alongside the keeper who everybody called Master Dalmatius, which was the name he asked them to call him by as he taught them about the history of Agharta and the people of the land.

From Book 1 – The Green Boy

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