NIGHT ADVENTURE IN AGARTHA(BEN BROWN) THE WORLD DOWN UNDER

One peaceful night, a young woman with a huge mass of long wavy brown hair and green eyes, called Hermione, was standing out on the balcony of her seaside home, gazing up at a large, bright full Moon, set among thousands of stars.
Hermione was wearing a long pale blue dress, a pair of tall black boots and a silver ring – embedded with rubies and emeralds on the middle finger of her right hand.
The majestic Moon cast a blazing path of light on the calm water – exposing the silhouette of a small sailing vessel, no more than a mile off shore.
At that moment in her life, Hermione wanted only to go off on some adventure – to the Moon, to Mars, into the heart of the Amazon, up Everest, to the deepest depths of the Oceans, into endless cavern systems, anything.
There was however one place, which she most longed to visit and that was Agartha – the realm of Elementals, dinosaurs, civilizations with super technology, visitors from outer space and eternal light. Chances of getting there were one in a million – or were they?
Suddenly the clock in Hermione’s bedroom struck twelve.
When the twelfth chime sounded, the ring on Hermione’s finger glowed very bright and she vanished into thin air.
When she reappeared, Hermione found herself standing on the summit of a mighty, shimmering grey mountain, in a snow and ice-free range, some two thousand miles long and higher than the Himalayas.
The lower slopes of the peaks were clad in Alpine trees and the upper ones had veins of silver crisscrossing through them – lighting them up like beacons.
There was plenty of life there.
Pterodactyls were flying about, birds, including eagles, falcons and condors were flocking everywhere and dragons of different sizes and colours were cruising in all directions at different altitudes, like planes.
Not only that, but there were hover vehicles of some sort darting here and there at great speeds.
It was all wonderful enough to Hermione, but there were other things, which looked right out of place.
To start off with, there was no horizon in any direction.
Beyond the mountains to the right of Hermione, the terrain arced up for over three thousand miles, to some kind of circular depression, shaped like the mouth of a funnel with a most stupendous diameter of eleven or twelve hundred miles.
The terrain on the upper side of the depression arced right up to a point where it was facing upside down.
Beyond the left-hand mountains, the terrain curved upwards for over three thousand miles, to meet another stupendous depression, of equal size and shape as the right hand one, which was positioned directly opposite.
The terrain on the upper side of the second depression arced all the way up to an upside-down position.
Beyond the mountains in front of Hermione, the terrain curved up for hundreds of miles, to the coast of a vast turquoise ocean. The ocean was up to six or seven thousand miles across in most places and it narrowed at either end, before continuing out of sight into the depressions – whatever they were meant to be.
The terrain on the far shore arced right up to a downwards-facing position.
Beyond the mountains behind Hermione, the terrain stretched from the right-hand opening, all the way to the left hand one and onwards and upwards to a point where it was facing down.
There were no other oceans, but several large turquoise lakes were in view.
Finally, there was the mysterious, pale smoky orb, positioned directly overhead. It cast a soft, warm light on everything and created a mystical hazy atmosphere.
All that lay beyond that way upside down terrain.
To Hermione, it was like standing on the inner surface of a gigantic ball, thousands of miles across.
It was a most uncanny place, but Hermione wasn’t the least bit surprised in any way, for she suspected exactly where she was.
Suddenly, a golden hover vehicle approached the mountain on which she was standing and landed on the summit.
It had two seats, a length of five feet, a width of four feet and an open top.
The driver looked exactly like Gandalf the White.
Hermione wasn’t the least bit intimidated by him.
“In you get,” the driver said warmly.
Hermione got in the vehicle.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“I am known as the Wanderer.”
“My name’s Hermione.”
“Pleased to meet you Hermione.”
“Likewise. Am I right in thinking that this place is Agartha?”
“Indeed you are.”
“I’ve always wanted to come here.”
“Agartha is connected to the outer world in countless places by a mighty complex of luminous caverns and tunnels, which stretches throughout the Earth’s crust.”
“What are those enormous depressions?”
“They are openings, which lead directly to the Polar regions of the outer world. Near each opening, there is a spaceport, used by Agarthans and aliens alike, when leaving or entering the Earth. In other words, the openings are used as portals.”
“I see.”
“However, there are other portals here.”
“Speaking of portals, how did I end up here?”
“Through a portal.”
“I don’t understand.”
“The ring, which you wear on your finger is a magic one – a gateway to Agartha.”
“A gateway?”
“Yes. Gateways don’t just come in the form of doors or arches.”
“I still don’t understand.”
“Whoever wears the ring, comes to Agartha at midnight, like you did – other surface dwellers that is.”
“I see.”
“You, like all previous visitors, will be going on an adventure with me as the guide. Now then, are you ready?”
“I sure am.”
“Off we go then.”
The Wanderer started up the controls and the vehicle shot off towards the ocean.

THE GREAT LABYRINTH OF KNOWLEDGE

So the adventure had finally begun.
As the Wanderer flew the vehicle over the mountains, Hermione saw glistening turquoise lakes, vast waterfalls cascading into immense misty cauldrons, more dragons, immense openings leading to luminous caverns, more birds, more vehicles, more Pterodactyls and what appeared to be settlements, made of some sort of luminous material – crystal possibly.
When they reached the edge of the mountains, the Wanderer flew the craft down through the vast foothills to a height of a thousand feet, before cruising out over an expansive area of evergreen trees, straight towards the coast.
About three hundred miles further on, the tree land met a coast of enormous shimmering cliffs, which plunged a thousand feet into the calm shimmering water.
As the craft sped far out over the sea, Hermione stared downwards, but she couldn’t see any life – one because she was too high up and two because the vehicle was going so fast.
At one point, a very large island loomed up, so the Wanderer had to slow right down.
The island had long white beaches, shimmering grey cliffs and tall steep-sided hills clad in trees, surrounding a flat area of ground with some kind of sparkling white super structure bang in the centre.
Many hover vehicles were going towards the structure and vice versa.
The mighty structure, whatever it was, turned out to be labyrinthine appearance with many thousands of vast passages with curved roofs, separated by areas of lush vegetation.
Although the structure had outer grounds, it had inner ones too.
There were very wide, open circular spaces with exotic gardens, small lakes, swimming pools, pyramids, enormous domed buildings and other things within them.
Hemione saw thousands of tiny dots moving about below.
The superstructure was circular in shape and covered an area of over four hundred square miles.
The outer grounds consisted of lush vegetation, formal gardens, many thousands of small pepper pot-shaped buildings and what appeared to be a vast landing pad with thousands of hover vehicles on top. Vehicles were taking off continually and vice versa.
Finally, the Wander landed his vehicle on the mighty landing pad, which was over a mile long and over half a mile wide. It was situated just to the right of a vast triangular entrance to the structure.
Hermione stared in wonder at the people going about the place. They looked just like humans from the Earth’s surface. There were people with dark skin, red hair, blonde hair, Indian-like features, brown hair, black hair, Chinese-like features, Native American Indian-like features, Aboriginal features, the lot.
They were wearing vibrant colourful clothing and footwear, which shimmered, including robes, suits, turbans, sandals and slip-on shoes.
Many of them were going in and out of the building.
“What is this place?” Hermione asked.
“The great Agarthan labyrinth of knowledge.”
“Are you taking me inside?”
“Indeed I am.”
Hermione and the Wanderer approached the superstructure, which happened to be made from some sort of luminous white crystal – embedded with gems.
When they reached it, they entered.
The sight, which met Hermione’s eyes was totally astonishing.
Within the enormous midnight blue entrance hall, there was a stupendous hologram of the Milky Way with a diameter of two hundred feet. It was rotating at an angle of thirty degrees and a bright green pinpoint of light showed the position of Earth.
Hermione and her guide crossed the entrance hall, passing the outlines of people and went through another vast triangular opening, which led to one of the labyrinth’s enormous passages.
The passage was incredibly large. It was over three hundred feet both in width and height, but its length, well, that was totally out of the question. It gradually curved out of sight in both directions.
Unlike the midnight blue entrance hall, the passage was partially see-through from within, so the light was just perfect.
Within the passage, there were fountains of luminous, multicoloured light, brightly coloured flowers in raised beds, palm trees surrounded by circular crystal walls, humans, including children and unknown lifeforms, which Hermione assumed were aliens.
The otherworldly beings came in a wide variety of forms.
There were beings with seven-foot-tall slender mauve bodies, thin arms ending in three fingered hands, thin legs ending in three toed feet, long necks, balloon shaped heads, enormous dark purple eyes, slits for nostrils and lipless mouths; four-foot-tall humanoid, furless felines with tough, leathery dark red skin and bright yellow eyes set in cat-like heads, but no tails; six-foot-tall humanoid canines with dark grey rock-like skin, bulging muscles and luminous green eyes set in dog-like heads; eight-foot-tall humanoid reptiles with dark green skin, enormous arms, bulging muscles, bright yellow eyes, large mouths and long tails, which trailed along the ground behind them as they walked, beings that resembled Yoda and Chewbacca and many others.
On either side of the passage, there were shelves upon shelves, all made of crystal, to a height of a hundred feet, stretching as far as the eye could see. All along the shelves, there were countless small luminous crystal pyramids resembling Sith holocrons, only they were pale blue in colour.
Many beings were removing pyramids from the shelves, which they could reach, while others were replacing them and small ball-shaped robots with extendable arms were being used to access the higher shelves.
Other beings were walking around, sitting on crystal stools at square crystal tables, studying what appeared to be moving holographic images, projecting from the pyramids, swimming in fountain pools and flying back and forth in hover vehicles at safe heights and at different speeds.
“I can’t believe my eyes,” Hermione said.
“The labyrinth contains more knowledge than you could possibly comprehend, in many billions of those pyramids, which happen to be holographic record keepers.
“Beings from countless worlds come here to learn about the Earth and other wonders of the Cosmos, which have been stored in the records, including certain long-lost histories of their own home worlds. More and more lifeforms turn up here all the time and vice versa, through portals at the heart of the labyrinth.
“Most of the time they use those hover vehicles in order to reach areas of the labyrinth they want to study in. After all, the labyrinth is so incredibly vast that it would take an infinity to go for thousands of miles at any pace on foot, through the passages, which are all partially invisible. By hover vehicle it would take next to no time when travelling for great distances.”
“I’d like to ride in one.”
“That is precisely what we are going to do. There are a few places here, which you must see. We’ll take this one here.”
Hermione and her guide got in an empty two-seater bright red hover vehicle with rounded ends. The Wanderer started up the controls and the vehicle rose up four metres and shot off exceedingly fast to the right.
What an overwhelming experience it turned out to be for Hermione – journeying for mile after mile, this way and that, through countless passages. The movement of the vehicle was so quick that everything along the way was no more than a fleeting blur to Hermione.
After travelling for no more than an hour, the Wanderer slowed the vehicle down and parked it on a very long landing pad, on which hundreds of vehicles were line up side by side in rows before a vast, triangular opening, which beings – humans and aliens alike were going in and out of. The opening led to an area of lush vegetation.
Hermione and her guide left the vehicle and went through into the area of vegetation, which happened to be situated out in one of the inner grounds of the labyrinth.
The pair of them began to make their way along a wide gem-embedded path, leading into the trees.
Along the way, Hermione saw thousands of brightly coloured flowers, luminous fountains of liquid light, holographic statues of Elementals, small turquoise ponds, dragon flies, butterflies, bees, ladybirds, small technicoloured birds, fairies and humans going back and forth.
At one point Hermione and her guide came to a large circular clearing, where within there were hundreds of humans sitting on crystal stools around small crystal square tables, eating what appeared to be vegetables fruit and nuts and drinking from crystal goblets.
What baffled Hermione, was the fact that there were neither chefs, nor servants. There wasn’t even a kitchen.
“This doesn’t make any sense,” she said.
“It will.”
“Are we going to eat and drink here?”
“We most certainly are.”
Hermione and her guide sat down at a nearby table.
“This totally baffles me,” said Hermione, who suddenly saw something, which took her breath away.
Two plates full of roast vegetables along with two crystal goblets appeared out of nowhere on a table close by, which two women with long red hair had just sat down at.
“How in the world did that just happen?” she asked. “Was it some form of magic?”
“No magic was involved.”
“How then?”
“The inhabitants of Agartha can create things by the power of thought.”
“Power of thought?”
“Yes. Even I can do it.”
“Show me how it’s done.”
The Wanderer closed his eyes and two large crystal plates piled with roast vegetables appeared on the table, along with crystal knives and forks and two crystal cups filled with some kind of sparkling liquid.
“Wow!” Hermione said.
“Tuck in.”
So Hermione ate all her vegetables, which turned out to be the best she had ever had, then drank from her cup the sparkling drink, which turned out to be fruit juice.
When the Wanderer had finished his food and drink, he closed his eyes again and everything on the table disappeared.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asked.
“It was wonderful.”
“There are several other places like this here.”
“Where will you take me now?”
“To another part of the labyrinth.”
Hermione and her guide went back to the vehicle. The Wanderer started up the controls and they sped off again.
After another speedy journey through many more passages, the Wanderer touched down on another long landing area with hundreds of vehicles on top, in front of a mighty triangular opening. Many beings were going back and forth through the opening, which led to an area of what appeared to be some sort of vegetation.
Hermione and her guide left the vehicle and went through the opening into the vegetation area, which happened to be situated within another one of the inner grounds.
The vegetation was unlike any, which Hermione was familiar with – far from it.
There were large dark red plants resembling pine cones; enormous plants with serrated bright green leaves opened out like banana skins around massive bright red flowers with hundreds of petals; tall pink trees resembling coral reefs; bright orange plants resembling oversized sea urchins, topped with purple orchid shaped flowers; trees with broad purple trunks and a mass of writhing tentacle-like branches and many other kinds.
“I can’t believe my eyes,” said Hermione.
“The vegetation, which you see here was brought to Earth from other planets. In other words – alien vegetation.”
“That as much I can see.”
“Using their thought power-based technology, the builders of the labyrinth created a special kind of soil, suitable for the growth of this vegetation.
“As a matter of fact, the builders were extra-terrestrials called Catharians, who came from another dimension on Jupiter.”
“Are you serious?”
“I sure am.”
“What became of them? Did they return to Jupiter?”
“No, they stayed here. The islanders are descended from them.”
“How many of them live on the island?”
“Over twenty thousand.”
“What do they look like?”
“They stand between seven and eight feet tall with falcon-like eyes, fair hair – the women’s longer than the men’s and they wear vibrant clothing and glistening sandals.”
“When did their ancestors come here?”
“Hundreds of thousands of years ago.”
“Did they bring vegetation from Jupiter with them?”
“Indeed they did. You’ll see it while I show you round.”
So Hermione and her guide began to walk around the place – keeping to gem-embedded crystal paths.
Along the way, Hermione saw thousands of varieties of unearthly vegetation. There were plants with tall pink stems entwined with vines and large mauve flowers with writhing tentacles in the centre; bright blue, parachute-sized plants surrounded dozens of moving red tentacles; plants with tiers of tough dark blue leaves splayed out flat around thick bright orange stems; tall plants with prickly dark yellow stems and jellyfish-shaped bright red caps and many others.
The Wanderer pointed out to Hermione, which ones had been brought from Jupiter.
Once the tour was over, the pair of them returned to the hover vehicle.
“Did you enjoy that?” the Wanderer asked.
“I sure did. Never did it occur to me that descendants from alien beings live here.”
“The islanders aren’t the only ones who have alien ancestors.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Millions of Agarthans are descended from aliens who came here to live – human ones that is.”
“What about you?”
“I come from a planet in the Orion star system. When I was younger, I learned how to travel through time and space and have been doing so ever since. I am known by beings from many worlds in every Universe beyond. Every now and then I visit my home world, but I have no intention of returning there to live. I just desire to journey continuously through time and space, settling neither here nor there. Now we shall continue.”
The Wanderer started up the controls and the vehicle shot off for the third time, through numerous passages for so many miles.
Then after about an hour, the Wander touched down on another very long landing pad before a vast triangular opening.
Many beings were going back and forth through the opening, which led to an area of Earthly evergreen vegetation.
Hermione and her guide left the vehicle and went through the opening into the vegetation area, which like the alien vegetation and the eating place, was out in one of the inner grounds.
They then began to make their way into the trees, keeping to gem-embedded crystal paths.
Along the way, Hermione saw small turquoise ponds, holographic statues of Elementals, fountains of liquid light, groves, bees, dragonflies, butterflies, ladybirds technicoloured birds, seas of many coloured flowers, fairies and many beings going back and forth.
At one point Hermione and her guide reached a clearing with a glistening white crystal pyramid, no more than a hundred feet tall right in the centre of it.
Surrounding the pyramid were several fountains of liquid light, small bushes and flower beds.
A wide, gem-embedded crystal path led up to the pyramid, which many beings were entering or leaving, through a twenty-foot-high triangular opening continuously.
“What in the world is in there?” Hermione asked.
“You’ll see.”
Hermione and her guide walked round the edge of the clearing and headed inside the pyramid, which was entirely hollow and partially invisible like the labyrinth passageways.
Within the pyramid, there were two, large circular, mirror-like objects with majestic gem-embedded frames of gold, about thirty feet apart facing each other. Both of them were twenty feet in diameter, but instead of panes of glass, they surrounded vibrant curtains of light – one bright green, the other bright red.
That wasn’t all, because there were beings disappearing through the red one to the right or appearing through the green one.
“What in the world are they?” Hermione asked.
“Star portals.”
“Portals?”
“Yes. The red one is used by those returning to their home worlds, while the green one is used by those coming here. I myself use them when coming here.”
“I see.”
“I did tell you when we first met that there are star portals here in Agartha.”
“Oh yes, I remember.”
“Well now that you’ve seen this, I will show you other parts of Agartha.”
So it was.
Hermione and her guide left the pyramid and headed back to the vehicle.
The Wanderer started up the controls and the vehicle sped off again. Along the way, Hermione was given an assortment of nuts and some fruit juice to drink.
Then finally, the vehicle reached the opening leading to the entrance hall.
Hermione and the Wanderer got out of the vehicle for the last time, went back through the entrance hall and left the labyrinth.
“Did you enjoy that?” the Wanderer asked when they were back in his own vehicle.
“It was amazing.”
“That was just the beginning.”
“How many parts of Agartha will you show me?”
“A fair few.”
The Wanderer started the controls and the vehicle left the labyrinth grounds.



JOURNEY THROUGH THE DEEP

So the first stage of Hermione’s adventure was over – a visit to a mammoth labyrinth of records, where aliens entered or left Agartha via stargates. Now the second stage of her adventure was to come.
At that moment, the Wanderer had just cleared the island and was flying in the direction of the opposite shore, slowly for some reason.
“So where are you taking me now?” Hermione asked.
“Underwater.”
“Are you serious?”
“I sure am.”
“That’s crazy.”
“It may seem so to you, but I can work this thing underwater.”
“How?”
“I’ll show you.”
The Wanderer pressed a button and a protective blister covered the top of the vehicle. He then pressed another button and artificial air filled the craft.
“Now we can go underwater,” the Wanderer said. “At a slower pace though.”
He flew the craft down gently and entered the sea, which was clear, about three miles away from the island.
And so, the adventure began.
As the Wanderer began to steer the vehicle under the water, Hermione saw technicoloured fish, octopuses, sharks, whales, dolphins, squids, turtles, jellyfish, crabs, lobsters, seahorses, seals, starfish, serpents, water dragons, Plesiosaurs, eels, oysters, clams, corals, crystals, seaweed, Mer people – men, women and children and a number of other things.
That was all just below the surface of the sea, which at that moment was a little over a thousand feet in depth and getting deeper.
But that was just the beginning, for the sea floor suddenly became steeper and very uneven. It went on like that for some distance, before levelling out at a depth of over a mile.
Life was just as bountiful at that depth, but some creatures were fairly larger in size, including crabs, lobsters, sea horses, jellyfish and sea horses.
Then there came a point when the terrain slanted down at a steeper angle of about forty-five degrees to another flat area, some three miles below the surface.
At that depth the creatures were larger, the seaweed fairly taller and hundreds of crystals of some size dotted the place.
For five to six miles it went on like that, until the terrain suddenly slanted down at an angle of sixty degrees to a depth of about five miles, to a forest of tree-sized mushrooms with thick stems and parachute-sized caps.
While travelling over the mushroom forest, Hermione saw more dragons, whales, serpents, Mer People, Plesiosaurs and over-sized life forms, including four-metre-tall sea horses, fifty-foot-long eels, giant octopuses, oysters with two-metre-wide shells and ten-foot-high shrimps.
After about four hundred miles, the forest met a range of steep-sided mountains between three and four thousand feet high.
It was at that point that the Wanderer steered the vehicle through a large opening in one of the mountains – an opening, which led to an extensive system of caverns and passages, illuminated by some sort of uncanny pale greyish blue lighting.
Within the caverns, there were thousands of Mer people, either swimming about, or lying-in open clam shells carved out of crystal, as well as a number of other creatures, including sea horses and dolphins.
After going down through many caverns and passages, the Wanderer steered the vehicle into an immeasurable bright blue cavern, stretching out of sight in every direction. Within the cavern, there was a luminous forest of mammoth crystals, stretching as far as the eye could see.
By then Hermione was hungry and thirsty, so the Wanderer produced some fruit and water for her.
As the Wanderer steered the vehicle across the crystal forest, Hermione saw a range of creatures with some kind of luminescent property of their own, including serpent-sized eels, mammoth jellyfish, stupendous shell fish and a bizarre looking fish with two rows of spikes running from head to tail.
Eventually, the immense crystal forest came to an end.
The Wanderer steered the vehicle through a passage, that led to another immeasurable cavern, which was bright green in colour.
Unlike in the previous cavern, there was no forest of crystals. Instead, there was what turned out to be a forest of enormous, bizarre looking luminous plants, stretching out of sight.
As the journey continued, Hermione stared in astonishment at all the different plants. There were pineapple-shaped ones, pumpkin-shaped ones, starfish-shaped ones with upward curving tentacles, gherkin-shaped ones, orchid-shaped ones, cacti and numerous others.
Alien vegetation in the labyrinth was one thing, but a forest of unusual plants in a cavern beneath the sea floor of Agartha was something else.
There were however, thousands of luminous creatures, like in the previous cavern.
Eventually, after hundreds of miles, maybe a thousand, the forest ended.
The Wanderer steered the vehicle through a short passage, which led to a luminous bright red cavern, which turned out to be immeasurable as the last two.
Unlike in the previous caverns, there were neither crystals nor giant forms of vegetation. Instead, there was what turned out to be a forest of mammoth corals.
For many miles the Wanderer steered the vehicle over the coral forest, which stretched as far as the eye could see in all directions. Like the previous two caverns it was inhabited by luminous life forms.
Eventually, the vast forest came to an end.
Beyond that, the Wanderer steered the vehicle up through another extensive system of passages and crystal caverns, inhabited by Mer people.
The system of caverns and tunnels led up to a forest of tree-sized mushrooms. Hermione saw many life forms there, but no luminous ones.
The mushroom forest extended for up to two hundred miles to a forty-five-degree incline, which led for some way up to an area of large crystals, corals and very tall seaweed, inhabited by many over-sized lifeforms, including crabs, seahorses, eels and squid, along with dragons, Mer People, serpents, whales, dolphins, seals, sharks.
The Wanderer steered the vehicle for about ten miles over that area, before heading up a forty-degree incline. By then the surface of the Ocean was in plain sight.
Higher up the corals and crystals were smaller, the seaweed shorter and the lifeforms, which had been larger than usual at lower depths, were of ordinary size.
Then finally, the vehicle burst the Ocean surface about three miles off the opposite shore, which was lined with enormous cliffs.
It had been an amazing experience for Hermione.
“What did you make of that?” the Wanderer asked.
“It was overwhelming.”
“The ocean holds many more secrets.”
“Well I’m certainly astounded by what I saw.”
When they were at a height of two thousand feet, the Wanderer pressed a button and the vehicle cover disappeared. He then pressed another one and the artificial air supply stopped.
After that, he began to steer the vehicle quickly inland, over a very expansive area resembling the Amazon jungle.

A REALM WITHIN A REALM

After an overwhelming adventure in the ocean depths, Hermione was air born again – up with the birds, the dragons and the Pterodactyls.
At that moment, she and her guide were cruising quickly over a thousand feet above the vast expanse of tree land, which was over two thousand miles across in all directions with a few large lakes scattered here and there.
At one point, there came into view a large clearing, where within there was a colossal tree. The tree stood up to three hundred feet high with a huge golden trunk, enormous golden branches and emerald green leaves.
Furthermore, there was a wide sparkling walkway leading up to a keyhole-shaped opening in the tree, through which there shone some kind of pale light.
The Wanderer landed the vehicle in the clearing.
As soon as he did so, a parade of Elemental beings came out of the tree and headed along the path, which led out of the clearing.
It was nymphs to begin with, followed by elves, dwarves, satyrs, gnomes, fauns, goblins and finally fairies.
“I don’t get it,” Hermione said when the parade had left the clearing. “Did they come from another dimension or something?”
“Yes. They came from another dimension in Agartha.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Will you take me there?”
“Indeed I shall. That’s why I brought you to this spot.”
The pair of them left the vehicle, walked along the path, which was embedded with gems and went through the opening.
The sight, which met Hermione’s eyes took her completely by surprise.
Everything was in exactly the same proportion as that in the dimension from which she and the Wanderer had just come from.
The forest was there, so was the smoky orb above and the concave terrain, but the trees were all different coloured – no two alike.
Hermione looked around her. The immense depressions leading to the Polar regions of the Earth were still there and the ocean, but the tree with the opening in it was something else. Not only was its trunk and branches gold in colour, they were brass, silver, bronze and copper too and each leaf was a different colour.
There was life there too. Birds and dragons of many sizes – the latter of which had riders, were flying about and thousands of fairies and butterflies were fluttering about in the clearing.
The path continued into the trees.
“I can’t believe my eyes,” Hermione said. “Which part of Agartha is this?”
“The realm of the Elementals.”
“I see.”
“The inhabitants of this realm can go between dimensions through portals, like we just did.”
“Do Agarthans from other dimensions come here?”
“Indeed they do.”
“What about alien beings?”
“They come here too, though not through the openings, at the poles, which you see here, no. They come through star portals.”
“So why have you brought me here?”
“To show you around.”
“I don’t see how you can without your hover vehicle.”
“That will not be needed here.”
“How will we travel then? Surely not on foot?”
“No. We’ll be riding on dragons.”
“Just what I’ve always wanted.”
The Wanderer looked up, closed his eyes and two smaller dragons – one peach, one blue green descended into the clearing.
“Now’s your chance. Choose which one.”
Hermione climbed onto the peach one.
“I will guide them with my thoughts,” the Wander said when he was seated on the other dragon.
He closed his eyes again and the dragons took to the air.
To begin with, the dragons continued onwards over the vast area of now multicoloured tree land. There were inter-connecting crystal paths, along which humans, Elementals and aliens were walking back and forth and the lakes were inhabited by serpents.
Furthermore, there were other dragons flying about with non-Elementals on their backs, including aliens.
The Wanderer told Hermione that the forest was inhabited by fauns, satyrs, goblins, gnomes, fairies and nymphs.
Eventually, the wonderful forest met one end of shimmering mountain range, higher than the Andes, which arced up for some considerable distance.
The foothills were clad in gold-coloured trees and the upper slopes, which were free of snow and ice, had veins of marble and crystal running through them.
While she was being carried through the mountains, Hermione saw vast waterfalls, lakes, rivers, cave openings with luminescent light emanating from within, griffons, hippogriffs and more dragons, carrying non-Elemental beings.
After about four thousand miles, the mountain range came to an end.
Beyond that, there was an expansive plain of emerald grass and lakes.
The dragons, which were carrying Hermione and her guide, descended to about a thousand feet and headed out over the immense plain, which was inhabited by centaurs and unicorns.
By then, Hermione was getting hungry and thirsty, as was the Wanderer.
The Wanderer guided the dragons down to a lake, from, which several unicorns were drinking.
When they were back on the ground, the dragon riders got off their mounts and sat on a couple of mushrooms, facing the lake.
“There’s something I’d like to know,” Hermione said.
“What might that be?”
“What kind of food do the beings from your home world eat? Is it the same as what people have in Agartha?”
“It’s similar. Like the Agarthans, they eat fruit, vegetables and nuts. No meat is consumed there either, for all animals are looked upon equally.”
“I’d love to try some Orion food.”
“Very well.”
The Wanderer used his thought power skills to create two golden bowls of fruit – one for himself and the other for Hermione.
Hermione had never seen such fruit.
She began to eat immediately.
The first one she had, was bright green and slightly pear shaped. The difference was, it had the texture and taste of an apple.
The second was bright blue and shaped like an over-sized strawberry. It had the taste and texture of a pear.
The third was bright orange and lemon shaped with the texture and taste of a peach.
The fourth was bright pink and shaped like an over-sized plum. It had the texture of a plum, but the taste of an orange.
The fifth was bright purple and shaped like an apple-sized raspberry. It had the texture of a blueberry and the taste of a strawberry.
The sixth was bright yellow and shaped like a lemon-sized grape. It had the texture of a raspberry and the taste of a blueberry.
The seventh was bright red and shaped like an orange-sized pumpkin. It had the texture of an orange and the taste of a blackcurrant.
The last one was dark green and shaped like a lime-sized melon. It had the texture and taste of a pineapple.
“So, did you enjoy that?” the Wanderer asked, when he and Hermione had finished eating.
“It was totally delicious.”
“Now you’ve had a taste of alien food.”
“I could do with a drink.”
The Wanderer made the bowls disappear. He then created a golden goblet with some kind of pink liquid inside and gave it to Hermione.
“You’ll enjoy this,” he said.
“What is it?”
“A mixture of Orion fruit juices.”
Hermione drank the liquid, which tasted like the fruits she had eaten, all rolled into one.
“That was delicious.”
“I’m pleased you liked it,” said the Wanderer, who made the goblet disappear. “And now we shall continue on.”
Hermione and her guide climbed back on their dragons and continued onwards.
Beyond the immense plain, there was an expansive area of large, red pumas-like rock formations, all honeycombed with luminous caves and passages.
In many places, there were what appeared to be, strange blue and green coral-like crystal formations. Millions of them there were.
Furthermore, Hermione saw what were undoubtedly trolls – thousands of them. They were walking about, going in and out of openings in the rock formations, staring out of more openings and eating the coral shaped crystals.
The Wanderer explained to Hermione that the crystals were a special form of nourishment for the trolls.
Beyond that area of terrain, there was a vast turquoise ocean.
As the Wanderer guided the dragons out over the sea, Hermione saw water dragons, serpents, whales, dolphins and Mer people – several of which were swimming by the coastal areas of an island.
For over six thousand miles the mighty body of water stretched, all the way to the coastline of shimmering cliffs, which rose up over a thousand feet to meet a vast area of multicoloured tree land.
Over a thousand miles further on, the enormous tree portal, through which Hermione and her guide had entered the Elemental realm, came into view. It dominated over the forest, which stretched out far and wide in all directions.
It was then that Hermione realized that she had been carried in a complete circle of the interior surface of the globe.
When Hermione and her guide were back in the clearing, the dragons flew off.
“Did you enjoy that?” the Wanderer asked.
“It was wonderful.”
“I’m pleased you liked it.”
“Will you take me to any other dimensions while I’m here?”
“At a later moment, but for now, I will show you more of the dimension from which we have just come.”
So Hermione and her guide entered the portal and left the Elemental realm.

REALM OF THE GIANTS

Hermione’s adventure in Agartha was turning out to be most astonishing.
First of all she had been taken to a vast labyrinth, covering hundreds of square miles, which contained an immeasurable amount of knowledge, alien vegetation and intergalactic portals.
Secondly, it was into the depths of the ocean, where she saw luminous vegetation and crystals and over-sized sea creatures, in luminous caverns.
After that, it was the Elemental realm, which so happened to be situated in a totally different dimension of Agartha.
“Are you ready to continue?” the Wander asked after Hermione had finished eating and drinking more Orion fruit and fruit juice.
“I sure am.”
“Off we go then.”
The Wanderer started up the controls and the vehicle left the clearing.
Hermione was airborne again, flying over the vast forest, which continued for over a thousand miles to one end of a great mountain range.
The mountain range so happened to be positioned in exactly the same area as the one in the Elemental realm and was almost identical. The only difference, was that the foothills were clad in Alpine trees.
Instead of heading up into the mountains, the Wanderer steered the vehicle through a huge opening, which other vehicles were going in and out of.
The opening led to a vast, luminous pink cavern with enormous crystals growing out of the walls, the ceiling and the floor. An enormous passage branched off into the unknown.
“This is remarkable,” Hermione said.
“There are more crystal caverns further on.”
“Somehow, I get the feeling that I’m in for another great surprise.”
The Wanderer flew the vehicle down through twenty more, vast pink crystal caverns, until he reached a place, which completely took Hermione’s breath away.
Beyond the complex of crystal caverns, there was a far greater cavern with a pale greyish blue atmosphere.
The other sides of the cavern were hidden from sight by the five-mile-high convex ceiling. In other words, it was immeasurable.
That wasn’t all, far from it.
The cavern had a concave landscape inside, just like the interior surface of the Earth. There were high, mountainous hills, clad in enormous evergreen trees, rivers, waterfalls and lakes in sight.
Many birds were there too – over-sized birds, including eagles, falcons and condors.
For two to three dozen miles the Wander flew the vehicle, until he reached a mountain range, as high as the Andes. The immense peaks had grey slopes – streaked with silver, marble and quartz.
At that point he had to fly higher to avoid colliding with the terrain.
“I can’t believe I’m seeing this,” said Hermione, who was mesmerized.
“This is just the beginning.”
There were lakes, waterfalls plunging into misty abysses and rivers.
The Wanderer flew the vehicle over the mountains for over four dozen miles, before descending through more tree-covered foot hills, to a height of five hundred feet.
All along the way, there were over-sized birds flying about and other hover vehicles too.
As the Wanderer continued on beyond the hills, Hermione began to see things beyond her wildest dreams.
To begin with, there were lower hills – clad in emerald grass with crystals growing out of them.
That was nothing new.
Beyond that, there were vast fields with over-sized crops growing in them. Some fields had kale plants the size of small trees growing in them, others with twenty-foot-high potato plants, others with parachute-sized cabbages, others with seventy-foot-tall runner bean plants and so on.
Furthermore, there were giants there. Yes, there were giants. Not only were there male giants, but female ones and children too. They all resembled stone age people and were dressed like them.
The adults stood between forty and fifty feet and the children between twenty and thirty feet.
The women and the girls were harvesting produce and putting it in huge baskets. The men and the boys were loading the baskets onto vast carts, drawn by colossal horses.
“This is astonishing,” Hermione said. “What is this place?”
“The realm of the giants.”
“That as much I can see. How big is it?”
“Thousands of miles across in all directions. It’s all situated in one vast, continent-sized cavern.”
More carts were being pulled in and out of fields, or back and forth along a muddy road, as wide as a twelve-laned motorway.
For up to six miles the road ran, until it reached, what turned out to be a very large settlement of huge buildings.
The buildings were circular in shape with widths of over two hundred feet and heights of over a hundred feet. The walls were made of no more than stone and their conical roofs were thatched. The entrances were over fifty feet high and about thirty feet wide and there were four-metre-wide circular holes in the walls. From within the buildings, there emanated some form of pink lighting.
Then there were the inhabitants.
The adults were either walking about, resting, or going in and out of the buildings, which Hermione presumed were houses.
Those going inside them were carrying baskets full of crops and those coming out were carrying empty ones.
Children of all ages were playing around joyfully.
In the centre of the settlement, there was a very wide-open space, about seven hundred feet across. Within the space, there were more giants. Some were unloading full baskets of produce off two carts, while others were placing empty baskets on another two.
The entire settlement covered an area of five-square miles.
“This is wonderful,” Hermione said.
“There are hundreds more settlements like this here.”
“How long have the giants been here?”
“Right back before the Earth’s surface was populated by humans.”
Beyond the settlement, there were more green hills covered with emerald grass. Thousands of sheep and goats, larger than woolly mammoths were grazing.
After a distance of up to fifty miles, the Wanderer began to fly the vehicle out across an immense ocean.
By then, Hermione was getting rather hungry and thirsty, so the Wanderer created a bowl of fruit and a cup of water for her.
While flying across the mighty ocean, Hermione saw plenty of life, including whales, dolphins, serpents and Plesiosaurs. There were a few tree-covered islands too.
Other hover vehicles were going back and forth across the sea.
Eventually, after travelling over a huge distance of four thousand miles, Hermione and the Wanderer reached the opposite shore.
Beyond that, there were more emerald grass-covered hills, inhabited by enormous wild goats and sheep.
Further on, there were more settlements and crop fields, followed by rolling green hills, inhabited by gigantic wild horses and cows.
It didn’t end there, for beyond the rolling hills, there was another mountain range with mighty, tree-clad foothills and snow and ice-free peaks higher than the Himalayas.
Beyond the mountains, there was an area of lower tree-covered hills and lakes, stretching for a hundred miles to the far side of the cavern.
The Wander flew the vehicle out of the cavern, before heading up through a system of mauve crystal caverns and passages.
“What did you make of that?” the Wanderer asked.
“It was astonishing.”
“I knew you’d like it.”
“I’d like to have seen more.”
“That may be, but the giant realm really is a big place. A very long time it would take to see everything.”
Finally, Hermione and here guide left the crystal caverns.

THE SPACE PORT

So, after travelling thousands of miles through the realm of the giants, Hermione and the Wanderer had returned to the inner most cavity of the Earth.
The Wanderer was now flying the vehicle over an area of mountainous, tree-clad hills, towards what looked like, a giant funnel-shaped depression four hundred miles away.
Both the land and the sea continued out of sight through the depression, which was over a thousand miles across.
Hermione wasn’t surprised, for she suspected that the depression was one of the openings leading to the outer world. She gazed up and saw the other opening directly opposite the depression.
Between the hills and the depression, there was a large area of lakes and green terrain.
As the Wanderer flew the vehicle closer, Hermione began to make out unknown objects rising up off the ground beyond the hills and heading for the depression and vice versa.
When the hills were behind, she was able to see what was going on.
There was, what appeared to be, a gigantic spaceport. It wasn’t all concrete with run ways like an air field, far from it.
Instead, there were white marble landing pads of different sizes with hover vehicles parked on the edges, surrounded by vegetation.
Space ships of all different sizes, ranging from very small, to enormous were taking off and heading towards the depression and vice versa.
One landing pad had a two-mile-wide ship, shaped like a boomerang parked on top. Thousands of tiny dots were descending the vast boarding ramp and making for the hover vehicles.
On a far smaller pad nearby, there was a ship, no larger than the Millennium Falcon. A group of beings were boarding the ramp, ready to journey into the depths of space.
Furthermore, there were areas of parkland and gardens, situated between the landing pads, as well as trees and lakes.
Further away, there were ships taking off from pads hidden by vegetation, while others were landing.
The entire port covered an area of over six hundred square miles. It was that big.
“Wow!” Hermione said. “This is overwhelming.”
“Beings from countless worlds come to this spaceport.”
“I’ve heard of underground alien bases before, but this is beyond belief.”
“There’s another spaceport directly opposite by the other opening.”
The Wanderer flew the vehicle in mighty zigzags over the entire port – allowing Hermione to see everything that was going on.
What a breath-taking sight it was.
Ships were taking off and landing non-stop. Many were being boarded and vice versa.
One spaceship, which had just landed was up to five miles long. It had ten enormous spheres – each half a mile in diameter, joined together in a straight row.
There was nothing but vegetation, gardens, lakes and parkland between the landing pads.
At one point, five flying saucers took off from a landing pad, on which thousands of saucers were parked, while six more came in to land.
Eventually, the Wanderer landed the vehicle by a small lake, surrounded by trees, flowers and grass.
Thousands of beings were walking back and forth around the lake, which had thousands of ducks, geese and swans swimming on it.
Hermione and her guide got out of the vehicle and began to walk slowly around the lake.
“This must seem very strange to all these other worldly visitors,” Hermione said.
“Not in the least.”
“Why?”
“Well, the vegetation is strikingly similar on many worlds and the lifeforms too.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Many worlds have trees, flowers and birds, both on the insides and outsides.”
“What do you mean by on the insides?”
“Well, simply that there are other hollow planets with polar openings leading to subterranean realms like Agartha.”
“Have you been to them?”
“Indeed I have.”
Suddenly, a six-foot tall, humanoid feline with bulging muscles, dark red furless skin, a tail and luminous yellow eyes, approached Hermione and the Wanderer.
“Greetings Dagon,” the Wanderer said.
“Greetings dear Wanderer,” the alien said in a kind purring voice. “Who might this be?”
“Another being from the outer world.”
Dagon faced Hermione.
“I’m Hermione.”
“A pleasure to meet you Hermione.”
“The same to you.”
“Dagon here is from a Pleiadean world called Daddon,” the Wanderer said.
“Wow!”
“It does sound amazing,” Dagon said.
“I have heard of beings from the Pleiades,” Hermione said. “Is it true that they came here to Earth thousands of years ago?”
“Indeed it is.”
“I thought as much.”
“My ancestors turned up many thousands of years ago and helped establish the colonization of Atlantis.”
“Tell me about Daddon,” said Hermione. “How does it compare to Earth?”
“Well, the outer surface is one big jungle with a few very large lakes scattered about. Numerous life forms, including birds, primates, insects and reptiles live on the exterior.
“My kind however, only inhabit the interior realm, which is no more or less different to Agartha.
“Then there are the luminous caves and passages connecting the inner and outer surfaces. Many of our caverns are inhabited by civilizations living in crystal cities. Others have jungles, swamps, forests, lakes, crystals, mushrooms, glow worms and entire oceans inside.
“If you’re wondering why me and my people don’t live on the outer surface, well, it’s because we leave it to nature.”
“I had been wondering that,” Hermione said. “Tell me, how big is Daddon? Does it have any moons? Which star does it orbit?”
“Well, it is five times the size of Earth. It has three moons and orbits Elektra.”
“What are the moons like?”
“Ogo, which is nearest to Daddon, is one big forest with several large lakes dotted about. Life is bountiful there. Zo, which is the second furthest away, is one big desert, inhabited by primitive life – rather like Tatooine from your Star Wars movies. As for Goz, it’s one mighty ocean, teeming with life – dolphins and whales especially.
“All of the moons are larger than Mars, but not as big as Earth.”
“Tell me, what colour is the atmosphere of Daddon?” Hermione asked. “Is it blue like Earth’s?”
“No, it has a mauve atmosphere.”
“There’s just one other thing I’d like to know.”
“What’s that?” replied Dagon.
“How old are you exactly?”
“I’m over a thousand years old.”
“Wow!”
With that, Dagon finished.
By then, Hermione and the Wanderer had rounded the lake and were back at the vehicle.
“Did you enjoy that?” Dagon asked Hermione.
“I certainly did. Never did I imagine that I would meet a Pleiadean.”
“Well, this is where we part,” Dagon said. “It’s been a pleasure to know you Hermione.”
“Likewise.”
With that, Dagon left.
Hermione and her guide got back in the vehicle and flew away from the lake.

PORTAL TO THE OUTER WORLD

The spaceport was now far behind Hermione and the Wanderer, who was flying the vehicle through a mighty range of shimmering mountains – free of snow and ice.
Within the mighty range of soaring peaks, there were lakes, giant crystal clusters, rivers, valleys, toy settlements, misty waterfalls plunging into abysses and slopes veined with silver.
There were other hover vehicles about too, along with birds and Pterodactyls.
It seemed totally incredible to Hermione, that beneath the mountains, there existed the mighty realm of the giants – hidden from the naked eye.
At one point, the Wanderer descended and touched down on a very large landing pad with thousands of vehicles on top, situated by a great lake, over six miles across in all directions.
The lake had countless ducks, geese and swans on its surface and hundreds of multicoloured boats, made of some kind of crystal-like material, were carrying all kinds of beings, to and from a mile-wide island in the centre.
Furthermore, there were more of those boats lined up on either side of crystal pontoons. Beings were stepping into the boats, which drifted away of their own accord and vice versa. Even more beings were leaving the landing pad and heading onto the pontoons, or returning. Then there were those who were either landing or taking off.
Not all of them were humans and aliens, no, there were many Elementals too.
“What in the world is on that island?” Hermione asked.
“You shall see.”
Hermione and her guide walked to the end of a pontoon and climbed into a boat, along with a pair of seven-foot tall, humanoid aliens with electric blue skin, double fiery red pony tails and luminous green eyes.
When everyone was in place, the boat drifted away from the pontoon – as if it were on autopilot and slowly headed for the island.
“I don’t get this,” Hermione said. “Why do these boats move by themselves?”
“They are driven by a higher force of energy,” replied the Wanderer.
On and on the boat went, until it reached the island, which had a large opening. From within the opening, there emanated some form of mysterious jade light.
The boat went through the opening, which led to a gigantic, luminous cavern, that hollowed out the entire island. Finally, it came to a stop by one out of dozens of pontoons, like those by the lake.
Hermione and her guide, along with the two aliens, got out of the boat and walked along the pontoon.
The pair of them then ascended a wide path, passing many beings along the way, before going through an opening.
Once outside, they began to make their way up a wide flight of winding steps, passing even more beings.
Eventually, they reached the summit of the island, where there was a broad flat area of ground, on top of which there was built, a large shimmering crystal arch. The arch was fifteen feet high and the same in width and through it, there emanated pure white light.
Furthermore, there were beings either disappearing into the light, or coming out of it.
Hermione wasn’t surprised, for she suspected what the arch was.
“Is that an inter-dimensional portal?” she asked.
“Indeed it is,” replied the Wanderer.
“I thought as much. Have you been there?”
“I certainly have.”
“What’s it like? What’s in there?”
“You’ll have to wait and see.”
When it was their turn, Hermione and her guide went through the portal.
“I can’t believe my eyes,” Hermione said.
Straight in front of her, there was a busy, gem-embedded wide marble road. The road wound its way through a range of low hills, covered neither in grass nor trees, but in pale coloured, luminous vibrant pulsating crystal clusters of many sizes.
High up in the air, there were luminous dragons, birds and fairies. Yes, they were luminous too.
Beyond the low hills, there were higher ones – clad in more crystals.
Even further on, there were pale coloured areas of land and sea, sweeping upwards, directly overhead, beyond the central sun, which was pearly white instead of smoky coloured.
Hermione looked all around her and saw that the terrain swept up overhead in every direction. Even the Polar openings were there.
As for the arch, it was still there, but beyond it were more crystal-covered hills and whatever lay further.
“Where in the world is this place?” Hermione asked.
“A higher dimensional part of Agartha.”
“How long will we be spending here?”
“A while. As a matter of fact, you won’t be returning to the dimension, which we have come from.”
“Why not?”
“You’ll find out later.”
Hermione had to make do with that.
She and her guide made their way along the road for some distance, until a stunning sight came into view.
Surrounded by a ring of hills, was a multicoloured settlement of domes, spires, pagodas and other kinds of fine architectural structures. The settlement had a shimmering luminescence of its own. Whatever it was made of, Hermione could not tell.
She and the Wanderer continued right to the end of the road and into the settlement, which happened to be made of multicoloured crystal.
Directly ahead, there was a shimmering wide passage of crystal, which ran for over a kilometre to a great pyramid, some three hundred feet high.
On either side there were pagodas, domed buildings, spires, stairways, arches and narrower passages branching off to other areas of the settlement. Everything was embedded with bright gems.
Then there were the people – Agarthans, aliens and Elementals alike.
Most of the humans were wearing colourful clothing, such as dresses, robes and turbans, along with shimmering sandals.
The strange thing, was the fact that they were luminous like the city. Yes, they were luminous and not just their clothing, but their skin too. They even had auras surrounding them, giving them an ethereal appearance.
There were even luminous cats and dogs going about and luminous birds were perched everywhere.
“Welcome, to the city of Shamballa,” said the Wanderer.
“This – this is astonishing.”
“The luminous people, which you see are the inhabitants.”
Hermione had presumed as much.
“Are you going to show me the entire place?” she asked.
“No, just some of it.”
Hermione and the Wanderer walked along the passage for about a quarter of a mile, before turning right into a busy side passage, lined with pagodas on either side.
Soon, they reached the end of the street and entered a large square. Within the square, there was a group of luminous women with long black hair and pale blue dresses, dancing around a tall fountain of luminous, multicoloured light.
Pagodas surrounded the square on all sides and three more passages branched off – one to the right, one to the left and one directly opposite.
Furthermore, there were spectators, either standing in the square, or looking out of the pagodas.
Hermione and her guide watched the performance briefly, before heading into the left-hand passage, which was lined on either side with more pagodas.
Eventually, they reached a wide, circular clearing, surrounded by domed buildings, pagodas and side passages.
Within the clearing, there was an even larger fountain of multicoloured light with birds perched round the edge.
Dozens of small, luminous trees in large crystal pots, dotted the area around the fountain.
So that’s how things were.
Hermione and the Wanderer made their way through many passages and clearings, in which there were many wonders, including luminous pulsating crystal clusters, a hundred-foot-tall pyramid and more luminous fountains of light.
At one point, they walked through some luminous gardens. The vegetation shimmered, as did the ponds and fountains of liquid light. Even the wildlife glowed.
While in there, Hermione had some more Orion fruit and fruit juice.
After leaving the gardens, Hermione and her guide continued through more passages and open areas, until they reached the centre of Shamballa.
At the city centre, there was a very wide ring of huge, luminous light fountains – each a hundred feet tall, surrounding a three hundred foot tall, Egyptian-like pyramid.
The mighty building in all its splendid grandeur, towered above the buildings surrounding the clearing and leading to it, was a very wide, gem-embedded walkway, lined with pulsating crystal clusters on either side. Through a large opening at the top of a wide flight of steps, there emitted turquoise light.
Inhabitants of Shamballa were going in and out of the pyramid.
“What’s in there?” Hermione asked.
“You’ll see.”
Hermione and the Wanderer headed along the walkway, climbed the steps and entered the pyramid.
Within the pyramid, there was a ring of twelve fifty-foot-tall fountains of silver and gold light. The fountains surrounded a ten-metre-wide, circular platform with two large arches side by side on top. Through both archways, there emanated pure white light.
Some inhabitants were disappearing through the left-hand arch, while others were appearing through the right.
Also, there were hundreds of bright pink and green orbs whizzing about all over the place.
Furthermore, the entire chamber was lit by a mystical turquoise light.
“This is magnificent,” Hermione said. “Are those arches portals?”
“They most certainly are. The inhabitants use them to travel to and from Shamballa, as you can see.”
“Where does the left hand one lead?”
“To wherever one wishes. It leads to other Universes, other star systems, other dimensions, you name it.”
“Are we going through it?”
“Not we I’m afraid. You are.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s time for you to return to the outer world.”
That came as a big shock to Hermione.
She had been so mesmerized by everything she had seen in Agartha, that the thought of returning to the outer world had, well, totally left her mind.
“I see,” she said.
“It had to come to this point, I’m afraid.”
“I understand.”
“I know you enjoyed your time here.”
“Where will I end up when I return to the outer world?”
“Back where you live.”
“Will I be able to return?”
“Certainly, but not in the same way. In other words, you’ll end up coming through another portal.”
“I see.”
“However, I must tell you not to go looking for other portals.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ll come across them in unexpected places.”
“What must I do with the ring then?”
“You must pass it on to another to use.”
“I see.”
“Now then, it’s time for you to get going.”
“Well, thanks for everything.”
Hermione exchanged farewells with the Wanderer and disappeared through the portal – leaving Agartha, well, for the present.

I may write a follow up to this at a later moment.

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