A scripture I wrote during my mortal years, written in 3200 BC in my old home in the city of Lagash, the scripture was written in ancient cuneiform, but through my magical wizard powers I’ve been able to translate it to the common eras English, this scripture was all we knew of the world at the time, and through my experiences after my mortal life as a wizard, I learned so much beyond this, but this was all we knew during that time period.
Who am I? How did I come to exist? Others in the city of Lagash say that we live on this flat surfaced, shaped like a plate, above us is the gods in the sky, and below us is where we go when we perish, there is an after life underneath the land known as Arallû.
At times, there is this bright god in the sky, we call it šamaš, sometimes it is here and it provides us with light so we can continue to build our world, it is believed that šamaš watches what happens in the world when its presence is felt, when šamaš
is not watching us, the world is immersed in darkness, with other entities in the sky, we believe that this time period is our resting time as well as for šamaš and the other gods above, except for the goddess of night,
I’m not sure how big this surface is, or if we are the only beings here, I often wonder what is beyond these deserts of Mesopotamia, if there is anything more than this, I have seen others perish before, we do not see them physically enter the world below us, I believe their spirit leaves their body to do so.
Is this my purpose? To build this world and settle in it? Are we the only ones? How big is this plate we live on? What is beyond the deserts of Mesopotamia? What is in the sky?
I am not sure, I have so many questions, unanswered questions, that I hope the gods above can one day explain and answer. Until next time
