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1Yes; a copse of dead trees, without leaves, without sap, trees petrified by the action of the water and here and there
2overtopped by gigantic pines. It was like a coal-pit still standing, holding by the roots to the broken soil, and whose
3branches, like fine black paper cuttings, showed distinctly on the watery ceiling. Picture to yourself a forest in the
4Hartz hanging on to the sides of the mountain, but a forest swallowed up. The paths were encumbered with seaweed and
5fucus, between which grovelled a whole world of crustacea. I went along, climbing the rocks, striding over extended
6trunks, breaking the sea bind-weed which hung from one tree to the other; and frightening the fishes, which flew from
7branch to branch. Pressing onward, I felt no fatigue. I followed my guide, who was never tired. What a spectacle! How
8can I express it? how paint the aspect of those woods and rocks in this medium--their under parts dark and wild, the
9upper coloured with red tints, by that light which the reflecting powers of the waters doubled? We climbed rocks which
10fell directly after with gigantic bounds and the low growling of an avalanche. To right and left ran long, dark
11galleries, where sight was lost. Here opened vast glades which the hand of man seemed to have worked; and I sometimes
12asked myself if some inhabitant of these submarine regions would not suddenly appear to me. But Captain Nemo was still
13mounting. I could not stay behind. I followed boldly. My stick gave me good help. A false step would have been dangerous
14on the narrow passes sloping down to the sides of the gulfs; but I walked with firm step, without feeling any giddiness.
15Now I jumped a crevice, the depth of which would have made me hesitate had it been among the glaciers on the land; now I
16ventured on the unsteady trunk of a tree thrown across from one abyss to the other, without looking under my feet,
17having only eyes to admire the wild sites of this region. There, monumental rocks, leaning on their regularly-cut bases,
18seemed to defy all laws of equilibrium. From between their stony knees trees sprang, like a jet under heavy pressure,
19and upheld others which upheld them. Natural towers, large scarps, cut perpendicularly, like a "curtain," inclined at an
20angle which the laws of gravitation could never have tolerated in terrestrial regions. Two hours after quitting the
21Nautilus we had crossed the line of trees, and a hundred feet above our heads rose the top of the mountain, which cast a
22shadow on the brilliant irradiation of the opposite slope. Some petrified shrubs ran fantastically here and there.
23Fishes got up under our feet like birds in the long grass. The massive rocks were rent with impenetrable fractures, deep
24grottos, and unfathomable holes, at the bottom of which formidable creatures might be heard moving. My blood curdled
25when I saw enormous antennae blocking my road, or some frightful claw closing with a noise in the shadow of some cavity.
26Millions of luminous spots shone brightly in the midst of the darkness. They were the eyes of giant crustacea crouched
27in their holes; giant lobsters setting themselves up like halberdiers, and moving their claws with the clicking sound of
28pincers; titanic crabs, pointed like a gun on its carriage; and frightful-looking poulps, interweaving their tentacles
29like a living nest of serpents. We had now arrived on the first platform, where other surprises awaited me. Before us
30lay some picturesque ruins, which betrayed the hand of man and not that of the Creator. There were vast heaps of stone,
31amongst which might be traced the vague and shadowy forms of castles and temples, clothed with a world of blossoming
32zoophytes, and over which, instead of ivy, sea-weed and fucus threw a thick vegetable mantle. But what was this portion
33of the globe which had been swallowed by cataclysms? Who had placed those rocks and stones like cromlechs of prehistoric
34times? Where was I? Whither had Captain Nemo's fancy hurried me? I would fain have asked him; not being able to, I
35stopped him--I seized his arm. But, shaking his head, and pointing to the highest point of the mountain, he seemed to
36say: "Come, come along; come higher!" I followed, and in a few minutes I had climbed to the top, which for a circle of
37ten yards commanded the whole mass of rock. I looked down the side we had just climbed. The mountain did not rise more
38than seven or eight hundred feet above the level of the plain; but on the opposite side it commanded from twice that
39height the depths of this part of the Atlantic. My eyes ranged far over a large space lit by a violent fulguration. In
40fact, the mountain was a volcano. At fifty feet above the peak, in the midst of a rain of stones and scoriae, a large
41crater was vomiting forth torrents of lava which fell in a cascade of fire into the bosom of the liquid mass. Thus
42situated, this volcano lit the lower plain like an immense torch, even to the extreme limits of the horizon. I said that
43the submarine crater threw up lava, but no flames. Flames require the oxygen of the air to feed upon and cannot be
44developed under water; but streams of lava, having in themselves the principles of their incandescence, can attain a
45white heat, fight vigorously against the liquid element, and turn it to vapour by contact. Rapid currents bearing all
46these gases in diffusion and torrents of lava slid to the bottom of the mountain like an eruption of Vesuvius on another
47Terra del Greco. There indeed under my eyes, ruined, destroyed, lay a town--its roofs open to the sky, its temples
48fallen, its arches dislocated, its columns lying on the ground, from which one would still recognise the massive
49character of Tuscan architecture. Further on, some remains of a gigantic aqueduct; here the high base of an Acropolis,
50with the floating outline of a Parthenon; there traces of a quay, as if an ancient port had formerly abutted on the
51borders of the ocean, and disappeared with its merchant vessels and its war-galleys. Farther on again, long lines of
52sunken walls and broad, deserted streets--a perfect Pompeii escaped beneath the waters. Such was the sight that Captain
53Nemo brought before my eyes! Where was I? Where was I? I must know at any cost. I tried to speak, but Captain Nemo
54stopped me by a gesture, and, picking up a piece of chalk-stone, advanced to a rock of black basalt, and traced the one
55word: ATLANTIS What a light shot through my mind! Atlantis! the Atlantis of Plato, that continent denied by Origen and
56Humbolt, who placed its disappearance amongst the legendary tales. I had it there now before my eyes, bearing upon it
57the unexceptionable testimony of its catastrophe. The region thus engulfed was beyond Europe, Asia, and Lybia, beyond
58the columns of Hercules, where those powerful people, the Atlantides, lived, against whom the first wars of ancient
59Greeks were waged. Thus, led by the strangest destiny, I was treading under foot the mountains of this continent,
60touching with my hand those ruins a thousand generations old and contemporary with the geological epochs. I was walking
61on the very spot where the contemporaries of the first man had walked. Whilst I was trying to fix in my mind every
62detail of this grand landscape, Captain Nemo remained motionless, as if petrified in mute ecstasy, leaning on a mossy
63stone. Was he dreaming of those generations long since disappeared? Was he asking them the secret of human destiny? Was
64it here this strange man came to steep himself in historical recollections, and live again this ancient life--he who
65wanted no modern one? What would I not have given to know his thoughts, to share them, to understand them! We remained
66for an hour at this place, contemplating the vast plains under the brightness of the lava, which was some times
67wonderfully intense. Rapid tremblings ran along the mountain caused by internal bubblings, deep noise, distinctly
68transmitted through the liquid medium were echoed with majestic grandeur. At this moment the moon appeared through the
69mass of waters and threw her pale rays on the buried continent. It was but a gleam, but what an indescribable effect!
70The Captain rose, cast one last look on the immense plain, and then bade me follow him. We descended the mountain
71rapidly, and, the mineral forest once passed, I saw the lantern of the Nautilus shining like a star. The Captain walked
72straight to it, and we got on board as the first rays of light whitened the surface of the ocean.
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