Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost race

Chapter 3: TO GOLDEN GATE PARK

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A nostalgic narrative reconstructs life in an ancient, sophisticated Llama city built where a modern urban park now stands, following Yermah, known as the Dorado, and his companions through rides, hunts, civic duties, and ritual observances. Detailed passages evoke temples, marketplaces, engineered hills that map planetary measures, skilled artisans, and domesticated animals, while occasional technological touches suggest surprising prescience. The story sketches social structures, daily labors, and cultural rites of a vanished people and culminates in the city’s destruction by a devastating earthquake, prompting reflections on memory, loss, and the uneasy layering of modern reconstruction atop vanished grandeur.

TO GOLDEN GATE PARK

Where once the Wisdom-City’s temples rose
Within her “Gates of Gold,” our latter day
This noble pleasure ground but loves, and knows,
Nor guesses where the fanes of Tlamco lay;
Yet who shall say what spell that vanished race
Bequeathed forever to this mystic place?

For through this realm enchanted, wanderers stroll—
Or from the Seven Seas, or dwellers near—
And cares forget, while from each weary soul
Life’s heavy burden slips—till peace reigns here
Where blue sky arches over flower and palm,
And west winds whispering, breathe a healing balm.

Here creep the old and sad, so long denied
The welcoming smile these sunny spaces hold;
Fond lovers weave their golden dreams beside
Gay, laughing children counting poppy gold;
To all the Park brings rest, and sweet relief
From work or pain, or haunting wraiths of grief.
—Ella M. Sexton.