The city of Atlantis rose like a leviathan out of sparkling waters. An island in a sea of expansive cerulean, the acropolis was dotted with aged stone buildings that cascaded down steep cobbled streets, lined with waterways and flowering greenery. The city was in a circular shape, similar to a wheel, with spokes that stuck out to rock outcroppings and cliff sides like the one they emerged from, nearly seven hours prior, flanked by waterfalls surging and plunging into foamy clouds. 