Coastal flashSciFi

Outpost Island

By the beginning of the 3rd millenium, the primal human genome sequences had been worn to mere remnants. The islands, once a members of an archipelago, all gone now since the Ring of Flame eruptions.  A natural catacomb of techtonic plate bored with intricate tunneling by 21st century geo-oceanographers to prevent the impending geological catastrophe left the area to be deemed highly magnetized.  Their handiwork had accelerated the demise of the island chain.  Now only one remains.  

The evidence of this island, her granite rock preponderance had persisted over the great erosions by the end of the 21st century.  Their were no ancient cave labyrinths or deep caverns here that allowed an unwanted entrance to the incessant eroding effects of the pounding ocean.  So persistent had this island been that the ocean appears to have given up on its wanting of rock demise.

  Only the wind had been allowed to stroke its slow paintbrush on the landscape here.  Guarded for an apparent reason other than to be a military secret, this island offered no sanctuary to humans.  Once in history had she been of interest, during the last great war.  She was a supply depot for the armies of Continent II.  Her mountains too steep for human habitat, only the south eastern beach and lower mountain valley had been fortified with archaic cement. Cement pillboxes from ancient wars. The central post was up the valley floor, built at the doorstep to the jungle. No human healers or mind explorers of early 21st century had gained access here. In fact, the ritual of human battles of the 2nd millenium ended before this outpost was brought into full service.  The unusual electromagnetic forces altered the equipment and machines of the 21st century war lords.  An annoyance they would rather do without. So the island stands alone, a gem only unto herself for millennia. Never used for sacred ritual or military prisons.