This is how Gigi’s grandma tells the story:
In the year of our lord 1680, two brave men, Captain Garret and Captain Allen, set on a course to find new land to settle. The expedition began with two sailing ships whose crew were their' families and several other adventurers who seek a new place to call home.
On the 30th day of their journey, after several misfortunate events or as they said years after "by the wrongdoings of sirens and gods of the sea," they lost the coastline. Two days later, they ran out of food and water. The sun, with its bright light, began to take others; energy, strength and tolerance. There was no wind to blow the sails. The crew and the families were exhausted… But then a curious thing happened. They heard the watchman at the top of the sails: "Storm!"
Suddenly clouds filled the sky. The storm came dark, loud and gigantic. Surviving from that, without any severe casualty was simply a miracle. At least it was first of them…
When the clouds began to draw away, and the sun started to spread a ray of light here and there. The water became silent and calm. Smoke began to form on the water. After a while, a big silver-colored fish jumped out of the water. It started to circle around the first ship.
Then it disappeared. The next time they saw the fish, it was on the starboard. The captains gave the order to follow the fish through the mist.
Time passed, and the chasing continued.
And just when the mutterings among the people were loud enough to be heard by the captains, they all rose to their feet with another shout: "Land!"
It was a beautiful shore where every shade of blue and green meets. They named it Deepsend for they believe it was the end of their troubles. They build small houses, started a new life, and their grandsons and grandaughters continue to live in this paradise. And thus, the foundation of our city began; with hope, trust and courage...
Cheers to the souls who built Circadian City...