Maya had always believed that Mythology was just “Mythology”.
A collection of myths. Entertaining stories with no logical basis.
Then one day she dropped down a rabbit hole, and came face-to-face with a mythical world.
Except ... it wasn't mythical at all. It was very much real!
So real, she could almost taste it.
Her teachers had taught her that the human race was crawling into the Bronze Age, some 5000 years ago.
But they hadn't told her that in that same era, some uber advanced island dwellers were romancing aliens, mining extraterrestrial treasures, and zooming through space and time like it was a walk in the park.
Is Mythology, actually, just Mythology?
Or was there a fire once,
where smoke now exists?