The Story of Scarlet Night

The Story of "Scarlet Night" "Let me tell you the story of Scarlet Night" "In a time when the night sky was an unbroken darkness, and the ocean depths were realms of fear, there lived a sailor named Nikolos, driven by a yearning for the unknown." "He dared to venture into the abyss, guided by a fragile light within a glass sphere, seeking not to conquer, but to connect." "He discovered Thalassa, an ancient and lonely goddess who ruled the silent depths, her scarlet tentacles illuminating the darkness around her." "Their meeting was a dance of courage and curiosity, transforming fear into wonder, and loneliness into love." "Though the ocean's pressure would not allow him to remain below forever, Nikolos returned to the surface world changed, creating a bridge between realms that had long been separated." "Together, they found a way to maintain their connection despite the boundaries of their worlds. In a final act of cosmic transformation, their shared essence illuminated the night sky, creating the moon and forever changing the relationship between sea and shore." "This is the legend of Scarlet Night, a reminder that the greatest discoveries lie beyond our fears, and that even in the deepest darkness, love can create a light that lasts for eternity." Scarlet Night: The Myth of the Birth of the Moon Page 1: The Dark Sky Once, in the boundless age of oceans and adventure, before maps held true shapes of land and

legends whispered the names of gods into the stars, the night sky was pure and deep velvet darkness. There was no guiding star, no comforting glow from a moon, only a profound silence that covered sailors like a cloak, heavy and still. Night voyages were forbidden—not by decree, but by the primal fears of humankind. Sailors would speak of the endless abyss, dark and unknown, echoing with distant sounds of unseen creatures, stirring beneath waves that mirrored the ink-black sky. Illustration Idea: A sprawling dark ocean beneath a starless, moonless sky. Shadows of ships anchored nervously near a rocky shore, lanterns lit dimly, sailors looking anxiously toward the horizon. Page 2: The Brave Sailor But from among these hesitant souls arose one sailor unlike any other. Nikolos was his name, whispered around seaside taverns with both admiration and skepticism. Bold as he was restless, he carried the ocean within him—its tides surged in his veins and whispered its mysteries in his dreams. His face, etched by salt spray and adventure, wore eyes that held a distant yearning, always gazing beyond the edge of the known world. One night, fueled by dreams too vivid to ignore, he took a simple oil lamp, carefully sealing it within a globe of thick glass, made by a master craftsman of Venice. It shimmered gold and amber under lantern light, a fragile star he carried close to his chest. He boarded a small wooden

boat alone and rowed quietly from shore, each stroke of the oars slicing softly through the silken black water. Illustration Idea: Portrait-style close-up of Nikolos's determined face, strong and thoughtful, holding the golden glass orb lamp, its soft glow illuminating his face against the shadowy ocean backdrop. Page 3: Into the Abyss His heart raced as the shore disappeared behind him, swallowed by darkness. He reached a quiet place far from human eyes, where water lay undisturbed, waiting patiently, reflecting only blackness. With a breath, steady and calm, he secured his lamp, grasped it tightly, and dove. Beneath the surface, silence became a roar, rushing in to greet him as bubbles rose, gleaming softly, vanishing into the dark expanse above. Nikolos descended through layers of midnight blue, illuminated only by the golden orb. Around him, creatures of the deep sea retreated, startled by the first touch of human-made light in their ageless world. Deeper he dove, leaving behind human fears and entering a realm of dreams and wonders. His lungs ached, his pulse quickened, yet something within called him onward, deeper still into the cold embrace of the ocean. Illustration Idea: Underwater perspective—soft, gentle light radiating from the orb, illuminating the strange marine life around him, casting magical shadows, showing Nikolos gracefully diving deeper, hair floating gently around him. Page 4: Goddess of the Deep Far below, hidden beneath seaweed forests and coral towers, stirred a being ancient and mysterious: Thalassa, the Goddess of the Sea.

She had existed since the earth first awoke, when oceans ruled supreme. Her skin rippled gently, a delicate tapestry of luminous reds and shimmering violet shades, moving like silk beneath waves. She watched curiously as the tiny figure of a human descended toward her world, lit by a strange orb of golden glow. Humans had always stayed away from her kingdom, frightened by its mysterious silence and vastness. They feared her, never realizing she yearned not for harm, but for company. Loneliness was her oldest companion, drifting alongside her across countless centuries. This sailor, this human, was unlike the others. His courage pulled at her heart, stirring something deep within—a gentle curiosity, a sudden, inexplicable tenderness. Illustration Idea: Thalassa gently unfurling her tentacles from beneath a coral throne, radiant in hues of scarlet and lavender. Her expressive, wise eyes gazing upward, intrigued by the approaching light above. Page 5: The First Meeting Nikolos's heart stopped at the first sight of her. He saw a giant red tentacle emerge gracefully from the darkness, coiling around him gently, without harm. Mesmerized and unafraid, he followed its path downward, deeper into the ocean's secret heart. At last, he saw her fully, radiant and beautiful in the halo of his golden light. She regarded him with ancient eyes, sparkling gently with wisdom and loneliness, beckoning him closer. At that moment, fear became wonder, and wonder became enchantment. As she welcomed him into her embrace, he learned to breathe in ways he never imagined possible.

She shared her magic, making him a part of her world, and together they drifted deeper, exploring hidden cities of coral and silvered schools of fish that shimmered like stardust. They danced among phosphorescent lights that bloomed in dazzling patterns around them, spinning tales only they would understand. Day after day, night after night, he dove into her embrace, deeper each time. Illustration Idea: A vivid, lyrical underwater scene, Nikolos and Thalassa swirling gracefully together. The landscape around them alive with radiant marine life, glowing bioluminescent coral formations, silver and scarlet fish cascading around their dance. Pages 6-10: Deeper Journeys Over days and nights, they explored the hidden depths, finding treasure not of gold or gems, but of secrets and ancient wisdom. Nikolos learned the language of waves and currents, the songs of whales, and the silent wisdom of ancient sea turtles. Thalassa shared her loneliness, the weight of her eternal watch, the ache of being unknown, unseen. Together they laughed, loved, and marveled at each discovered wonder. But as time passed, Nikolos felt the strain of the depths upon his human form. Though Thalassa's magic allowed him to survive, his body was not made for the abyss. Reluctantly, he returned to the surface world, carrying with him memories of wonders no human had witnessed before. Yet their connection remained. Using his knowledge, Nikolos created a system of communication between the surface world and the depths. Gradually, the fear that had separated

the realms began to dissolve, replaced by cautious understanding and eventual cooperation. Illustrations throughout: Beautiful panoramic underwater scenes depicting coral palaces, ancient ruins beneath waves, luminous marine life surrounding the pair as they journey through extraordinary underwater landscapes. Intimate scenes of trust and tenderness between Nikolos and Thalassa. Pages 11-15: The Scarlet Night As years passed, Nikolos found ways to return to the depths for brief periods, his body slowly adapting through Thalassa's gifts. But both knew these adaptations were temporary—eventually, he would have to choose between worlds or risk losing both. On the night of the autumn equinox, when the boundary between realms grew thinnest, they made their decision. Meeting at the surface where the oceans mirrored the star-filled sky, they combined their essences in a ritual of cosmic significance. With a surge of power that drew from the deepest abyssal sources, Thalassa gathered her essence —not merely her physical form but her concentrated consciousness. This essence, scarlet and violet and pulsing with cosmic significance, rose through the water toward the sky. The night ignited with brilliant scarlet, illuminating the world in red hues. When the glow subsided, a perfect silver orb rested above—the Moon was born, containing a part of both Nikolos and Thalassa, creating a permanent bridge between their worlds. Illustrations throughout: Powerful and emotional sequence showing their reunion at the surface, the intense red glow illuminating sea and sky dramatically. Culminating in the breathtaking emergence of the Moon. Pages 16-19: Rituals & Celebrations

Through generations, sailors began to worship this Moon and recognize its connection to the sea. Rituals grew into celebrations, whispered fears became festive tales told beside fires and beneath sails. Scarlet Night was born, honoring brave hearts, endless love, and timeless stories. Every voyage celebrated with songs, dances, and shared secrets of the deep, with each sailor seeking favor, guidance, and protection beneath the eternal watch of the Moon. When Nikolos eventually passed from the mortal world in his old age, his essence rejoined Thalassa in the depths, completing their extraordinary journey together. Illustrations: Festive and colorful depictions of evolving celebrations, dances under the moonlight, sailors on decks telling stories, vibrant scarlet decorations and costumes. Page 20: Scarlet Night Today Now, we celebrate Scarlet Night aboard every vessel. Sailors dance and sing, honoring bravery and love beneath a Moon glowing softly—watchful eyes filled with quiet pride from high above. If you listen closely, beneath the laughter and song, you can hear the gentle whispers of Thalassa beneath the waves, calling softly to her love, now united with her in the eternal dance between sea and sky. Final Illustration: Present-day joyful Scarlet Night celebration aboard the ship, glowing lanterns illuminating the festivities. Above, the moon radiant and bright, reflecting lovingly onto a calm, inviting ocean.