[ WP ] All mankind lives on floating continents that slowly orbit the planet . Continents might come in contact with each other once in hundreds or thousands of years . Contact is about to be made between two very different continents with very different societies .

Humanity escaped a dying Earth and fled through the void between the stars. 
 Most of the planets reached were uninhabitable and the colony ships continued onward; until they eventually broke down, the inhabitants freezing to death as the exhausted generators finally gave out. 
 However six failing colony ships, guided by the signal of a lone successful ship, managed to limp to the newly named *Colossus* - a super earth similar to our old Venus. 
 Boasting an incredibly rich ecosystem in the sky, the ships were refitted into three massive, floating islands, buoyed up by the dense atmosphere of the planet. Gravity and oxygen at this level were about ideal, but without an ionosphere or satellites in orbit, communication between the three islands fell away due to the planet being nearly fifteen times the size of old Earth. 
 The cultures and races could no longer diversify, except on the rare occasions that the islands met on their journey through the skies. As time wore on, the chance meetings every few centuries had less and less impact and the islands became insular and homogenised. 
 
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 When the continents of Europa and Titan - named after moons from the old solar system - met after two thousand years of no contact, chaos erupted across both lands. 
 Europa was a green expanse of genetically modified terrestrial flora and fauna. Crystalline lakes reflected the jade sky and settlements that seemed to grow out of the landscape dotted the rolling hillsides and forests. 
 In contrast, Titan was a massive metal juggernaut bristling with towers of steel and glass, belching monstrous columns of black smog into the atmosphere. It drifted closer to Europa on a wake of filthy smoke and a gentle waterfall of tumbling refuse cascaded constantly over the edges. 
 Appalled, the Europans could do nothing but wait for the continents to rendezvous, then slowly drift apart again after several weeks. 
 
 The exodus from Titan was immediate; hundreds of thousands of people began to pour from the overcrowded continental city and invade the lush, virtually empty lands of Europa. Lacking any experience in these matters, the gentle Europans fled inland and gathered in conclave near the centre of the continent. 
 A long culture of genetic modification meant that the Europans barely even resembled humanity any more - their dappled green skin and prehensile toes adapted to a more arboreal existence. By comparison the Titanians were pale, weak, inbred creatures suffering from a multitude of congenital illnesses. Their culture had been one of technological advancement via *subjugation* of the environment, rather than advancement through *harmony* with the environment. Titan was like a floating boil on the skin of Colossus; a cancer that should never have been left to grow. 
 As the Titanians pressed inland - despoiling and destroying as they went - the Europans were forced to make a choice; fight or die. 
 Massive umbilical cables had already been deployed from Titan to stop the continents drifting apart again and the Europans knew time was short. 
 
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 Three thousand years later, the third continent of Umbriel sighted another landmass, long overdue for conjunction. 
 In amazement, the people gathered and looked out upon the truly massive continent drifting toward them - twice the size of their own. On one half of the land stood the ruins of some kind of megacity - mostly swallowed by vegetation, but still discernible as buildings. On the other side was a paradise of green hills, lakes, forests and tiny villages. 
 As Umbriel drifted closer, something stirred from the immense ruins; rising into the air like a puff of smoke that grew thicker and darker. By the time the continents were less than a kilometre apart, the puff of smoke had become a dense cloud that then spiralled upward and left the ruins to descend upon Umbriel. 
 
 The Europan survey team picked through the ruins of the Umbrish cities as the genetically modified locust cloud returned to the ruins of Titan, their grisly task complete. Very little organic matter remained; only the flensed bones of the humans who had once called Umbriel home. 
 As the islands slid together, massive roots crept across the divide and dragged the continents together into a new supercontinent. 
 
 Finally, the Europans were safe. 

