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Sanctuary Planet Book 1 - Wayne O'Conner
SANCTUARY
PLANET:
BOOK
ONE
Wayne T. O’Conner
Copyright © 2020 Wayne O’Conner
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 9798657027075
DEDICATION
My thanks also to Cache County Sheriff's Search and Rescue who assisted in
the search for Rodney. This book is also dedicated to numerous other Search
and Rescue professionals, who have done the same for other “Missing 4-1-1”
victims, as chronicled by
Detective and Researcher David Paulides.
I am also mindful of the many families across the United States who have
experienced “Missing 4-1-1” tragedies. In some cases the loved ones are found,
and there is at least a sense of closure, but in many cases the bodies of the
victims are never found, and the trail vanishes even for the keen perceptions of
professional search and rescue canines and elite Native American trackers.
CONTENTS
Acknowledgments i
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Any scripture references, unless otherwise noted, are taken from the
English Standard Version.
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Foreword:
For His own reasons, Elohim Most High classified a sister planet
of earth, in a faraway galaxy, as a Restricted Sanctuary Planet.
Invisible portals there contained wormhole passages to planet
earth, although most portals were demarcated by rings of tall
pointed stone obelisks. The planet, though designated as
PXE749559, was called, by its inhabitants, Corstevah, and was
a supercontinent that was an Edenic paradise that rivaled the
original creation of planet earth.
Originally two sentient races resided on Corstevah. One race,
the Draconians, were shiny skinned reptilian beings of great
physical prowess and magnificent intellect. Stealing some
technology from the Paxi and developing sciences of their own,
they created shuttles that could travel under the seas, into
space and across time. They also experimented with genetic
manipulation and created hybrid species of slaves and super-
soldiers. The Draconians became aggressive and warlike.
The other race was known as the Greater Paxi. Tall and thin,
physically they were very human looking, although not
outwardly, exactly the same. The Greater Paxi were very
peaceful, compassionate beings with almost photographic
memories and a knack for creating both simple and advanced
technological tools and machines that were beneficial to the
sentient species on their planet. The Lesser Paxi were just
shorter, plumper, less intellectual versions of their taller
cousins.
Both the Draconians and Paxi knew, and many served, the
Great Elohim. The Paxi honored their covenant with Him far
longer, than the Draconians, but while not seeking evil in the
ways of the Draconians, not only did they forget their covenant,
with Elohim Most High, but allied with an entity, of dark
prideful evil, called The Great Architect of Light.
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Exploring the books and artifacts too deeply, by going into the
under-city catacombs, where he had not been authorized, Ben,
when discovered, was sentenced to execution. Given the
opportunity by the archons of Corstevah to relocate to Planet
PXE749559, and assist Nombre de Dios, Scholar Ben accepted
his new commission and was removed from his prison cell.
Nombre and Scholar Ben were given spiritual gifts and access
to advance technology artifacts to rescue stranded humans,
brought to Planet PXE749559, during the infrequent wormhole
storms, and place them in villages where they could live safely.
They were also given the task of finding, amongst those stolen
from earth in the wormhole storms, men and women who had
the potential to be trained as Knights of Corstevah. Several First
Nations men and women, from the Nahanni Valley, Canada,
and a Canadian Royal Mounted Policeman, were the first to join
them in their epic adventure.
Book One is the first tale in the ongoing story of their
adventures.
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nevertheless, like men you shall die,
and fall like any prince.”
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Arise, O God, judge the earth;
for you shall inherit all the nations!
Prologue
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granite that matched the cushion color of each chair, but with
tiny flecks and streaks of gold, black, silver, red, indigo, purple,
white and yellow. On top of each table was an elegantly fluted
crystal bell, the finger clasp of each, a sparkling flat diamond,
whose smoky faceted hues were identical to that of the cushion
of its matching throne-like chair.
Jazz and Jedd had just taken their chairs, prepared to discuss
their private meeting with The Most High Elohim.
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Jedd cocked his head, causing his long, wavy brown hair, to flip
gently. He raised an eyebrow quizzically, his emerald green eyes
glinting and smiled, “Dear Brother, we are not omniscient.
Wise, yes, mostly. We are only small e elohim. Truly, only the
Most High Elohim knows all and sees all.”
Jazz was not clean shaven; he had a curly, darkly golden van
dyke and long straight yellow gold hair that swept back like a
lion’s mane. His skin tone was very tanned, but light.
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Jedd had lost count of the times he had rolled his eyes as Jazz
would come striding heroically onto the scene. During such
times, Archon Jazzaziel, was reminiscent of the slow-motion
sequences of heroic sci-fi characters, in a few B movies. The
avant-garde archon often appeared, dramatically shedding his
invisibility mode, sporting a light mithril chainmail vest,
commonly worn over a bright pastel sleeveless pullover, and a
mid-calf length, leather jacket and knee-high, metal buckled
and studded, buccaneer’s boots.
“I shall miss my man servant as well,” agreed Jedd. “He was not
a trained knight, like Padre Nombre. Benachmanides
Bacharach, that delightful polyglot practically slept in the
library, until I began sending him off on missions to explore
Western Corstevah.
“You must admit Brother, we received them both the same day
and Elohim Most High had been very serious then, when He
told us that their assignments were only temporary. One day
they would be needed for special work prior to the end of
Corstevah’s second age.”
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“Tyrel and Stella,” asked Jazz, “or the four minor archons from
earth who think they could do a better job than the first seventy
watchers?”
Jedd chuckled warmly, “Any way you slice it, dear Brother, I
would prefer to ride shotgun on that task.”
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Jedd rolled his eyes and gestured with his hands, “I hear you,
Brother! And yes, I agree, Elohim Most High would not have
requested them without good reason, and it is His sovereign
right not to explain.”
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Both archons smiled warmly, but it was Jazz who spoke first.
“We have just returned from a Divine Council Meeting; you have
both been promoted! Both of you have been released from your
duties as our manservants. You will each be provided an
appropriate residence as you assume your new duties on
Corstevah.
“If you remember, we shared with you both, the day you were
brought to us, that one day Elohim Most High had a special
mission for each of you. Today you are released into that new
mission. Your mentoring has come to its conclusion. It is the
will of the Most High Elohim that you interact with us now as
little as possible.”
Jedd cleared his throat, then declared, “We will dearly miss you
both.
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“When those experiments died their evil spirits did not. Their
descendants, although their shades are lesser dark elohim, they
have each added that taint.
Secondly, the humans who have arrived via the circle portals,
often carried unclean spirits with them, as well, although when
they die, they do not leave behind an evil spirit. Yet, those
entities they were hosting travel far and wide seeking a new host
craving vicarious entertainment and a new soul to torment.
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“You now have this gift, Nombre; there will be three photos of
landmarks and two paintings, that we have liberated from rare
hidden subterranean caches of ancient technology, displaying
sights of the land that still, miraculously, bear a close
resemblance to modern Eastern Corstevah, that will help you.
“You will find them in the study of your chapel. All you will need
to do Padre, is think of that picture, and pray, and you will be
there. However, like Ben, you will need to walk the length and
breadth of the land before this gift will begin to function fully.
Remember, this rare gift will only work in your realm of
responsibility. Just as Ben’s gift only functions in Western
Corstevah, yours, Nombre, will only operate within the confines
of the ancient dead volcano known as Eastern Corstevah. More
so, since your homes are no longer the castles, you will not, as
Ben has formerly been able to do, return to the castles via this
gift. Your bequest-dwellings have now become the beacon
linked to this prayer-ability from Elohim the Most High.
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Jazz and Jedd arose fluidly from their thrones, stepped forward,
to shake hands with Nombre and Ben. Each archonic mentor,
passed a scroll, that had appeared mysteriously into their
hands, to the Padre Nombre and Scholar Ben.
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Nombre and Ben gazed one last time at the misty white oval
room, where they had ben mentored in Elohim Most High’s
service, by Jazz and Jedd, then shared their final goodbyes.
Both shuffled off eagerly to their teleport squares, sad to be
using them for the last time, and emerged inside their new
dwellings.
Stella opened the door, took one look at Jazz, the lines of her
face smoothing temporarily. Her kind, rosy cheeked oval face,
beamed, but only dimly as compared to the body and clothing
of Archon Jazzaziel. Stella’s tender wrinkled hand raised,
quivering more than was usual, to cover her lips, “Tyrel, we have
a visitor!” Her voice, an octave higher than normal, forced Tyrel
to awaken, just as his eyes had closed and the first rumble of a
snore had escaped his hirsute Roman nose.
“Well don’t just stand there Lovie, invite them in, before they
turn into ice statues! Its almost 40 degrees below zero out there
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Except for a small love handle belly that bulged out from his red
and blue, MacAlister of Skye, plaid shirt, that peeked over the
edge of his thin black leather belt, Tyrel was almost waspish in
build. He rumbled, upon standing too quickly to his feet, “Lord
have mercy,” and almost fell. Jedd, retaining his invisibility,
delicately, but swiftly zoomed like a Zephyr’s whisper, into the
cozy old farmhouse, and propped the man upright.
Stella stepped aside, and swiftly closed the door, barring entry
to the wintry winds, as Jazz entered the quaint, but cluttered,
knick-knack covered house, filled with crosses and wall plaques
painted with nature scenes and imprinted with various Bible
verses.
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“Is it warm there?” asked Stella. She frowned as she peered out
the kitchen window, at the oft invisible afternoon sun and the
thick white frigid blankets of ever blowing and drifting snow,
that covered her yard. “Will I have a nice kitchen?”
Tyrel looked at his wife quizzically and shook his head.
“As a matter of fact,” smiled Jazz, his eyes fleetingly
transformed from bright blue to electric lavender, “Stella, I gar-
own-tee,” momentarily taking on a Cajun accent, “that it is
seasonably warm, year round, has a beautiful lake, refreshed
by a mountain stream, and flowers that will put even your, talk
o’ the town, summer gardens, to shame.
“Additionally, friends of mine will move your kitchen and your
upstairs bedroom, instantly, to your new home. Are you, Tyrel
and Stella, willing to enjoy one last adventure, before the Most
High calls you home?”
Tyrel and Stella looked at each other, mouths gaping in
amazement. Stella frowned, but then jumping jacked in place,
clapped her hands, and asked, “Do you reckon we should do
this Ty?”
Tyrel sighed, “I don’t feel up to it, tell the truth, but you don’t
say no to The Big Man. I’m ready if you are, Lovie.” He coughed,
then looked at Jazz, nodded, and replied, “Yes, we will go with
you. Is there anything else?”
“Would you,” grinned Jazz, “like to hear a small section of what
the Most High said just before he specifically asked for both of
you by name?”
“That would be right dandy!” replied both Ty and Stella almost
in unison.
Jazz struck a dramatic pose and heralded forth,
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“Go to Earth! The war of the black suns and the dark entity of
pride and music, who still wages war with me, for reason of
jealousy, has fomented another world war.
“Find my servants Tyrel and Stella, on March third, 1943, who
live in the backwoods of a town called Dallas, Wisconsin. They
have been exemplary in my service, in the old land of the
feathered serpent; despite that difficulty they persevered with
honor.
“Even though they have outlived their children and have waxed
old like a garment, ask them if they will perform one last
mission for me. One that will take them from the land that
quoted, through a small g goddess in disguise, which towers
above New York Harbor, ‘Give me your tired, your poor, Your
huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse
of your teeming shore.’
“Tell Tyrel and Stella that I know their hearts; for My Salvation
is His Name, brought them to me in their youth, and now that
they are old, they have not departed from my ways.
“After you bring them hither, Jazzaziel and Jeddiduqah, I will
transfer their souls and spirits into new minds and bodies -
theirs, but new and improved - as strong and robust as that of
my man of earth who named the animals, for joy of My creation.
And Stella, though it seems that she can never be the mother
of the living, ever again, because she honored me more than the
first mother, she will be blessed one day, with a family, once
more.”
Both Tyrel and Stella looked stunned. Stella finely said, “I don’t
know what to say. Why don’t you have pie and coffee with us
before you go?”
Jazz smiled warmly, “Beings such as myself may eat, but alas,
duty calls and I must deny the joy my palate would receive at
the blessing of sharing pie and coffee with you. You won’t see
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much of me, in the land of your new home, but a human friend
of mine, named Scholar Ben, will visit you shortly.”
Jazz and Jedd appeared back in their ready room where they
had debriefed concerning Elohim Most High’s private
discussion. Both were visible, yet still wearing their
ambassadorial uniforms with the winged capes, as they did not
possess wings. That was mere superstition – a product of
pagan’s fables and tales that mistaken religious teachers loved
to dispense as doctrine. They were not that class of archon,
being neither seraphim or dark pagan elohim like the Shedu or
Lamassu.
“Two down, one to go, Brother,” stated Jazz.
“I’ll do that;” offered Jazz, “You tell them that they are only going
to be allowed this relocation, and permission to entice that
European cult group, and their entourage,” he paused, sighed
and continued, “of elite intellectual wannabees, world renown
doctors from many fields, if they succeed in getting that
defrocked doctor of General and Holistic Medicine, who really is
exceptionally brilliant in her field, Eliza Wallace, on board.”
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“That fine piece of real estate shall be given to others, and only
Elohim Most High knows why. He says it is of penultimate
import that the clan of the black suns and American Project
Paperclip scientists, receive that bounty, although they will be
stopped and judged severely, when their cup of iniquity is full!
We must be purposely vague on that point if the question
arises.”
“Let us, ‘Make it so!’” declared Jazz. “And when we return, some
suspended animation down-time. Events will begin to ramp up,
and we must remain ready, yet we cannot let friends old and
new become too dependent upon us or allow them to fixate on
us in ways that are reserved only for Elohim Most High. We have
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much to do, but our modus operandi, at least with Nombre and
Ben, and other human servants like Tyrel and Stella, have
changed back to normal. Once again, we must be vigilant
watchers, ready to assist and intervene, but taking on again
more of a behind the scenes role, ears open to prayer requests,
but not commands, except from the Most High Elohim.”
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CHAPTER 2:
Scholar Ben stepped onto his portal, which had each time
before, taken him from the Archon Chamber, into Castle Jedd.
Archon Jedd had rarely visited the grand castle. Most of the
time both archons had sat in their high-back thrones, in a state
of suspended animation, still as statues, waiting for Elohim
Most High to give them new mission briefings.
Ben rarely saw Nombre or the two good archons. Once per
month, Jedd and Jazz would visit Padre and Ben, share a meal
with them, and talk to them about the Capital E. Elohim and
answer some of their questions. If Padre or Ben were out
questing, the two archons would visit them, outside of the
castles, unless they were in a village.
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Scholar Ben looked like a tall, lean, older version of the Geico
caveman. However, he did not have the long unruly locks of
medium brown hair that covered the head, face, and shoulders
of that iconic figure of contemporary earth’s insurance
commercials. Ben wore a brown leather skullcap that reminded
him of his scholar’s cap that he had worn, as a librarian-in-
residence, when he had worked during the eighteen seventies
at the Vatican.
Ben was an elite earth scholar, who had graduated from college
long before his twenty-first year of life. He had earned degrees
in natural science, comparative religion, and archeology. Ben
was also a polyglot, with a gift for languages, comparable to the
famous future Catholic scholar, Malachi Martin, and just as
likely to ponder life’s questions outside of the box.
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quarters at the castle. Along with that grooming kit, had been
an apparatus that looked akin to a modern electric razor. Ben
washed daily with water in a basin. There was a room with a
tub, not too far from the courtyard, if one cared to haul and
heat water from the courtyard well. In two adjacent rooms were
stalls of small-holed privies, the holes of which, fell into a deep
cavern.
Ben had lost count of the scissors he had broken or worn out,
but the razor, which contained a crystal energy system, seemed
to have the potential to far outlast the legendary life span of the
Energizer bunny. He had been told that the grooming tool would
last a lifetime. He had stopped wondering, over six hundred
years before, how long his life might be. He just took life one
day at a time and found tasks to busy himself.
The tower was not the design of any of the rare and scattered
human villages that sprinkled Western Corstevah. Such
hamlets were usually found not too far away from the rock
circles that dotted the land at equidistant intervals. Zones of
safety hidden in thick forest land or the steep slopes of the Iron
mountains, where the largest carnivores did not roam.
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On the table sat his traveling kit, a small leather pack, and
leather goat-bladder bota bag. Ben’s staff and a medium yew
bow, with a quiver of iron-tipped arrows had also been placed
on the table. His friend, from the other castle, Padre, had helped
him craft both weapons.
Much ore was native to Corstevah, but the meteor shower at the
end of the first age, had left deposits of meteoric ore as well.
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Padre had crafted a mace and a katana for his own use with
that ore. He had also used the remainder to form end caps on
Ben’s staff.
Jazz had told Ben and Padre that only about two dozen small
deposits of that ore could be found on Corstevah. In the future,
when it would be needed, a copy of the map would be given to
Ben. Ben would send a group of special priests and warriors on
a quest to find the remaining ore, just prior to the end of
Corstevah’s second age.
Ben sat his instruction scroll, that Jedd had just given him,
onto the table, then quickly browsed through the books of the
nearest bookcase. The books and a few scrolls were written in
a variety of languages, some of them dead languages, and the
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He noted that the room had two doorways. One led outside, the
other located in an open space between two rows of
bookshelves, revealed an ascending wooden staircase that
followed the inside wall up to an enclosed loft. Debating, he
finally strode to the exit door. Stepping outside, Ben gazed at
the beautiful vista.
Clear and crisp, the afternoon sun, as usual, was bright and
the air balmy. Seasons across the land varied little. Corstevah
was a paradise of endless early summer.
Ben’s tower sat atop a small hillock, in the lower foothills of the
Iron Mountain range. It was nestled quaintly in the midst of an
oak and white birch copse. Towering, and thick, the trees
tended to grow together more closely than those of their kind
on earth.
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Not too far from the hand pump, there was a fire pit, and
roasting/smoking rack, with a stack of wood and kindling. A
leather pouch with a flint kit, and dry moss, hung with a deer
sinew thong, dangled from an iron rack. That same rack held
various camping utensils and a few cast-iron pots and pans.
Two or three times per week, in the past, or when out questing,
Ben or Padre would roast a deer, elk, moose, or small to medium
dinosaur. According to an ancient Paxi book they had found in
both castle libraries, to test whether a dinosaur was edible, one
could watch if they were commonly eaten by other mammals or
rend its fat over a campfire. If the resulting lard was clear, it
was safe. If it was mottled or dark, that meat was not to be
eaten. The Paxi were so like humans that whatever they could
eat was also safe for human consumption.
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Gray, meter wide, flat-topped boulders circled the fire pit and
doubled as spark reflectors, and off-the-fire tables for red hot
pans and pots.
A few feet away from the circular pit, there was an outer ring of
half logs, designed as seating. They were split down the center
lengthwise. Each bench sat, rough dark bark upright, on top of
a circle of sand that extended another two yards into the grass.
There was also a stone oven, near the pit, with a wood stash bin
on the bottom, and a metal grill top with a hooded stone dome,
perched above it.
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While he did not see them, Ben heard the scolding of a blue jay
and the gamboling and chattering of a pair of squirrels. From
time to time a robin would alight upon the green grasses, that
ruffled in the light breeze, in his yard, to sing and hop, poking
for worms.
Ben paused to consider the flowers that lined the base of his
tower and circled the boles of most of the trees like fairy caps.
His tower grounds were a veritable botanical garden. Flowers
grew in every direction, near and far from Ben’s tower, bigger
and brighter than those native to earth. His botanist’s mind
reminded him that there were species of fauna here, that had
never grown upon earth or had died out ages ago.
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Shadowing his eyes with a hand, Ben gazed into the distance
along the south east horizon. A family of elk grazed on the flats
outside of the foothills. That grassy plain extended hundreds
of miles beyond his range of vision before kissing the tall snow-
capped Spine of the World mountains.
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Small for its kind, the wild Bovidae had been larger than any
contemporary earth specimen. Ben had been flabbergasted by
the sheer power of the immense hairy Wildman. The Skookum
had raced beside the running musk ox, his strides over six feet
apiece. It had hooked one massive muscular arm around the
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beast’s neck, lifted the running musk ox up, under its arm, and
carried it forward, all four legs off the ground, kicking wildly.
Ben saw it look back once at the dying cow. Vultures began to
circle the exsanguinating musk ox. Not long after that a pride
of the yellow, black spotted and black maned lions, common to
the area, had appeared. They had been drawn by the musk ox
heifer’s caterwauling and the smell of its blood. One lion ripped
its throat out, while the others surrounded the downed cow,
held it down with their forepaws and body weight, and
proceeded to feast. Ben had taken off in a direction away from
the lions and the mountain territory of the Skookum tribes.
Unless they had good reasons, the Skookum did not leave the
vast mountainous slopes of the Spine of the World mountains
and foothills. The only other enticement for them to leave the
mountains of the Spines of the World, were the pointy ring
circles that were scattered across Corstevah.
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For those circles that grew close enough to their mountain, they
could instinctively sense when their magnetic fluctuations
became strong. Skookum craved the excitation and stimulation
of their brains pleasure centers. When the pylon circles were
entering a hyper stage, the Skookum would, immerse
themselves in that pleasure and dance and sing.
Only views from high elevations, presented that image of the fat
man with the funny hat and big shoes. Most people who viewed
the mountains, only saw them from the vantage point of their
relative position, walking the mountain paths, or foothills, and
were blissfully unaware of that birds-eye view of the Iron
mountain chain. In a sense, the phenomenon was similar to the
Nazca drawings of Peru, in that one needed to be elevated high
above the ground to discern the figures drawn in the sand.
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Ben had been forced to use his Far Travel gift on numerous
occasions when he had explored the plains on both sides of the
Iron Mountains. Padre had never ventured the plains unless
Jedd or Jazz had accompanied him. The knight had not
received the Far Travel gift, which only worked in the area of his
new watch-care, until he had been promoted to knight warden
of Eastern Corstevah.
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Walking back into his library, Ben ambled up the circling stairs
that entered the loft. The center loft, twenty feet in
circumference, contained an iron bed with a down-stuffed
mattress and a cured auroch fur. The middle level of the tower
was several feet smaller in circumference, which eluded Ben’s
detection for a few days. It contained a concealed doorway in an
empty walk-in wardrobe that led to a basement level library.
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Large and black, a wooden wardrobe stood tall against the curve
of the wall. Ben opened it and found his clothing and personal
items, which he had owned at the castle. Rummaging through
the drawers, he found a small leather-bound book, that he had
helped design. It was a tally-book calendar, adjusted for
Corstevah’s solar cycle. Tucked inside a leather pouch,
attached to the inner front cover, was a homemade charcoal
stub for marking each new day. He circled the date, then placed
the book in one of the many pockets of his robe.
Walking up the final, shorter set of stairs, into the upper room,
that also possessed a twenty-foot radius, Ben found himself in
the room under the tower’s canopy. He had at last found the
audiovisual room. Ben hoped that it was like the advanced
technology library found at Castle Jedd. While it was not as
finely decorated as the castle, it contained all for which he had
hoped.
As usual, the tall man, with the bright blue eyes, and long
tapered nose, and wavy white locks, arose fluidly. He then,
stepped forward with a bow and flourish. He stated, “Greetings,
Scholar Benachminides, your old friend, Tutor Ovineecci, has
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Nombre had wanted Jazz or Jedd to spar with him and teach
him greater levels of warrior or smithing craft. To his
disappointment, as Nombre had once shared with Ben, both
archons had firmly refused to acquiesce to his request.
Scholar Ben had read the 7th and 8th chapter of first Enoch, and
had shared with Padre, that Archon Azazel had taught mankind
how to make swords, daggers, and shields. But it was Ben’s
opinion, that teaching earth humans, charms, and spells and
then fornicating with their women had been the sins that had
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Padre, the former knight, had also been given quests to rescue
the magnetic storm victims of the portals. Those victims, a
handful, per portal, per year, were stolen from earth, either by
the storm itself, or because of the psionic capture attack of the
Skookum. The gargoyle faced Skookum rarely killed those they
captured, unless attacked first.
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The unique trait of the Ogres was that they supplemented their
lack of vocabulary by using foul language, casting insults, and
using rude gestures. They could not have a wife unless they
defeated a Skookum of a different clan and presented the head
to their intended mate’s family. Only one clan of monster-heads
lived on either side of Corstevah. The same was true for the
Jackal-head clans.
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The Greater Paxi had always been a very docile species not given
to aggressive behaviors. The Greater Paxi were very
humanesque. Except for their faces, and the palms of their feet,
the Greater Paxi were quite hairy. Otherwise they looked much
like men of earth. Their bones were very dense yet flexible.
Greater Paxi averaged six feet tall, give or take a few inches, had
broad shoulders, and narrow waists. They had a mane of hair
around their heads and around their waists, although under
the waste hair, front and back, their skins were as bare as their
faces.
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and foot. Their feet were long and sturdy, but wide and rounded
on the inside of each foot. Greater Paxi hands were hairy, up to
the bottoms of their fingers, and except for being a bit longer,
looked very much like that of modern earth humans.
Except that their inner body tissue, organs, bones and blood
were almost identical to humans, their body contained high
amounts of organic silver, which caused their hair, and
sometimes their skin, to exhibit light or dark blue sprinkles like
glitter under certain lighting conditions. Greater Paxi healed
quickly and were resistant to disease and bodily decay. They
often lived to fifteen hundred years.
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The same was true if a child wandered over the “no hoo-mons
allowed” boundary, rather than being killed, they were
protected.
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While the storm would instantly relocate life from earth, the
secluded forests, or mountains where the event had occurred
would remain silent. Myriad sounds of insects, birds, and
animals, all vanished from their native environments. Silence
reigned in lands that normally provided an aurally stimulating
backwoods cacophony of natural background noises. Only
when the frightened and hushed survivors had calmed, or when
the migrating of wildlife from nearby earth lands came to
replace the missing, would the natural sounds reappear.
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Ben concluded cheerfully, “You may rest now, dear friends, but
I will speak with you again when I require your services.” He
added, “Thank you both, Ovin and Dominic, I take my leave!”
During the first year of his residence at the castle he had not
been able to so quickly terminate their programming functions.
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All the old scrolls and books, beneath the soft caress of his
fingers, spoke with a lover’s tenderness, a romance language of
braille bumps. Ben’s inquisitive digits. like those of the blind,
who knew how to interpret the cell structures, eagerly absorbed
each tale. Each tactile adventure expressed in fanciful bardic
sonnets, legends of wonders and mysteries. Each tome hinted
coyly of all the wisdom he would soon read by sight, that would
be hidden within its pages.
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This had been one of Scholar Ben’s favorite finds from the
Castle Jedd library. Within the pages it contained the history of
the first age of Corstevah. There was a section, Ben
remembered, in the back of the book, not written in Draconian
or Paxi, that contained an addendum, that outlined the fall of
the first native races of Corstevah at the end of the rebellion of
the evil entity known as the Great Architect of Light.
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He sat the book and the holographic reading stone down on the
desk. Ben decided to leave the one stone on the desktop, but
closed the attaché case, locked it, and slid it back, out of the
way, beneath the overhang of the hutch. Next, he peeked out
the two small round windows at the tower’s top, and then
scurried down both sets of stairs, to the bottom. Like the other
windows of the tower, air could flow freely through them, but
insects and other creatures, human and not human, were
stopped by an invisible barrier.
Following his tour of his new library tower, Ben walked back to
the table where he had tossed the scroll of instructions. He
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picked it up and uncurled the scroll that had been given to him
earlier by Archon Jedd.
Ben slid the stone anchors off the parchment. Its ivory colored
pages rolled back into place. Scanning the bookshelves, he
found one that contained several wooden scroll tubes. Pulling
out a scroll tube, he filled it, popped the cork stopper, and
carefully placed it inside his pack.
Donning his pack, Ben strapped on his quiver, and strung his
bow. Last he grabbed his meteor-ore clad staff. Ben then exited
the tower. He latched the door behind him as he vacated the
premises.
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CHAPTER 3:
SLEESTAKA PORTAL
That circle was north of the ruined ancient city that lay atop a
high, flat-topped tower of rocky mesa that overlooked the
Sleestaka flatlands. The dolman circle on the top of the butte
was broken and scattered amongst the rubble. The towering
butte face was inaccessible on all sides. Ben had used his Far
Travel gift, the first time, by natural sight alignment, rather
than memory or photo, to gain access to the broken pillars of
the central temple edifice. He had barely been able to see that
location, but it was the clearest landmark, and Ben had used
the gift and prayed. His prayer had been answered.
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Both Scholar Ben and Padre de Dios had asked Archons Jazz
and Jedd, about the issue. Their answer had been less than
revealing. In addition to the Skookum created by the
Draconians using Greater Paxi lab specimens, they had also
created reptilian super soldiers and slave beast-men, and
injected DNA strains of fallen angel material, adding more dark
shades to the mix.
Ben and Padre had been told that they both would have a piece
of the action. One day, they would mentor servants of the Most
High capital E Elohim, who were as of yet unborn. Those
servants would be natives of Corstevah, and the others,
indigenous to earth. The Most High Elohim, Ben and Padre had
been told, was mindful of the issue and was already
orchestrating the deliverance of PXE749559.
Ben pushed aside that memory and thought again about the
Sleestaka Circle. One of many such circle portals scattered
across Corstevah, it was south of the north western sea, and
west of the northern tip of the Iron Mountains. That portal ring
would be his first stop.
While Ben had visited the ruins of “The Lost City” several times,
it had a strange ambience that had been disconcerting. Not only
were there brooding spiritual forces, that hated servants of the
Most High, but there were natural irritations as well. The
raucous caws of the pterosaurs that roosted there was an
aggravating sound, like nails across chalkboard or tension bar
music.
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Ben had always endured the irritations -the smell of the flying
reptiles and their shrill caws - because each visit to the inner
streets or underbelly of “The Lost City” had rewarded his
curiosity.
Upon exiting the yard of his new tower, following his far travel
prayer, Ben appeared in the portal circle. He gazed around the
thirty-yard circle of standing stones and prepared to invoke his
portal deliverance prayer.
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After leaving the pointy topped stone circle, Ben jogged up the
mountain trail in the direction indicated on the map.
One of the mysteries of the stone circles, that dotted the lands,
was that no vegetation grew inside the edifices. Animals, great
and small, refused to stay within its confines and skirted them
fearfully. Only the Skookum danced and sang within its circle.
A compass was useless inside the circle and spun like a top.
Before a fluctuation event, the needle would spin much faster
than usual. Unlike the flat tabletop structures of earthly
Stonehenge, the circles of stone on Corstevah were a ring of
pointy topped obelisks. Strange sounds, mysterious fogs, cool
drops in temperature and electrical discharges, as well as sonic
booms, were all too common within the otherworldly ringed
pylons. Quick squalls of rain and snowstorms, the precipitation
quickly vanishing in the tropical heat, appeared from time to
time during portal activations.
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Scholar Ben was grateful for his narrow hips and shoulders. He
knew that in the past, squeezing through some smaller barrel
tree gaps had been quite challenging for the broad shouldered,
six foot five, paunchy paladin, Nombre De Dios!
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cat finished drinking the cool water, then launched itself at the
hovering dragon fly. The bobcat’s jaws clamped like a steel trap,
around the insect’s abdomen, and landed back into the pond.
Exiting the shallow pool, the feral cat, vigorously shook the
water from its fur, and exited the woodland pool. The lynx then
slunk off into the brush, desiring to devour its meal in private.
The notes in his scroll had estimated that it would take him
roughly an hour at a fast trot, to traverse the trail from the rock
circle. He would, after that, eventually find the fallen tree that
obscured the tunnel opening.
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Thinking about the new visitors from Earth that he would soon
meet, led to another memory. Ben recalled what had transpired
in his youth, while he had been working in the Vatican. An
event that had drastically altered his life. That event had
happened, what would be considered several normal life-times
past.
Born July 27th, 1767, John Quincy Adams, for example, had
joined the early United States Diplomatic Corp, at the age of
fourteen. In 1781, John Quincy Adams accompanied diplomat
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Much in the same way, Ben, not only because of his scholarly
gifts, but because of parental wealth and influence, and Divine
intervention, had at an incredibly young age been offered a
prestigious vocational assignment at the Vatican.
What Ben had found secreted within its walls had turned his
life upside down. The knowledge had destroyed the paradigms
that had governed his general religious beliefs and gutted his
former training in the natural sciences as well.
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The Vatican Secret Service, at the time of his tenure, was still a
neonate organization. One day that agency, in its influence and
professional capability, would rival that of other sovereign
countries intelligence agencies, including that of the
contemporary Central Intelligence Agency of the United States.
Only wan light from torches in the hallway flickered into the
bare cell. Ben was sitting, despondent, arms folded around his
knees, on an old rug.
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“Do you wish to live, son of Adam?” asked the first small e
elohim. He added, “Or shall your line, of House Moses ben
Nahman, and that of your father, Jacob Bacharach, come to its
end this sad day?”
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The glowing being who had called himself Jazz replied, “Actually
you were not alone. Your guardian angel, although he always
stays in invisibility mode, has not left your side.
“It was his call for assistance, and being alerted to his distress
call, by The Most High, that brought us. The Dark Kingdom
forces are extraordinarily strong down here in the catacombs
and it has taken us three days to fight our way, to you,
Benachmanides Bacharach.”
Jedd added, “One more revelation, before you decide, Ben. You
will never be able to return, and the Vatican will send a letter of
apology to your parents, informing them that you have died
under mysterious circumstances, and that your body was never
recovered.
“If you agree to come with us, Ben, not only will we take you to
a place that is not earth, but we are taking you several centuries
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into the past, as well, and you will never return to this planet
or your family.”
“Indubitably.”
The archons gently clasped their hands under Ben’s arms and
lifted his stiff wounded body from the floor.
The tall, thin man of Jewish and Italian ancestry, nodded and
mumbled, “Deus gratia ago tibi; thank you God.”
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Stooping and stepping under, the top of the fallen birch, his
staff caught in a branch. Backing away to the side, and avoiding
that branch, another snagged at his quiver, but with a bit more
care he eased underneath it.
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CHAPTER 4:
This time was different. Not in the sense of the freefalling with
its commensurate anxiety or the coldness of the in-between, but
in that Nombre remembered a rush of old memories. Much like
the last-moment-of-life memories, flushed rushes of
imagination, remembered by the hanged man in the short story,
"An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge." Except, that Padre’s
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During battle, fear had never been an option. His quick mind
assessed the minute differences of each melee. Then, as the
adrenaline would flood his body, the memory muscle of hours
of sword and mace drills and many tours of combat, would
simply react, doing whatever needed done. Early on, the
memories of blood, twisted bodies and dead dirty faces, lips
warped into horrid grimaces, had haunted his dreams, but now
they were just old sighs, followed by a roll over, and back to
sleep.
Just then the stillness hit, like a calm before the storm, and he
flexed his knees.
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He scanned the area to his right side. Just passed the tiki hut,
was a pavilion with benches and tables and a small open area
with basins around a pumpjack housed in an open laundry
facility.
Passed that area, about twenty yards, was a long hut, such as
Padre seemed to remember hearing, was of the kind used by
some American and European native peoples. Around the long
hut were also several bound upright tipi poles, but without
skins.
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His face was broad and tanned, looking very distinctly Spanish.
One day he would rescue a young man, kidnapped and brought
to Corstevah, from 21st century earth, who would say Padre
looked like the spitting image, except taller and larger, of the
actor Sean Connery when he played the role of Juan Sánchez-
Villalobos Ramírez in the movie “Highlander.”
Padre’s dark hair, which only a short time before, had been
streaked with gray, was now a rich, full wavy blue-black, with
a short pony, wound with a leather thong. Gone as well was the
silver in his goatee.
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There was a sword cut scar on his forehead, the tear from a
chain mace along his cheek, and a jagged dagger welt under his
neck, but Padre had always been considered a handsome man.
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table. So too, they had readied his chain and leather ensemble,
helm, and shield.
“You look tense, Sir Reginald, “and forsooth, I see that you have
my traveling arms and armor at the ready.”
“Aye, Archon Jazz was here of course when they put together
your gift-dwelling last night. He said that when you arrived it
was imperative that we help you gear-up. Jazz also said that
time was of essence. Yon circle of pylon cones is activating as
we speak. This one is not normal. It is a sweep storm that is
coming.”
“The archon did not say, Padre. Just that it would happen very
rapidly. You will not have time to walk there. We are to gear
you up quickly. And you must use your new Far Travel Gift to
go there.”
Arthos handed Padre his leather armor and, after Padre donned
it, he tightened the straps.
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“The bigger monsters roam the old volcano basin below the
plateau top, so I doubt the normal monsters will be anything
thee cannot handle. Archon Jazz said that thee will be escorting
several people back here today, not just the usual one or at
most, two. Thee will need to prepare a place on thine newly
gifted compound for them. Aye, I almost forgot, the fort is
reserved and is to remain locked. The guest who is to be given
the key, is still on earth and has not passed through the portal.”
Padre grabbed his sturdy leather boots from the table and
exchanged them for his formal shoes. Arthos passed a steel
staff to Padre which he dropped into a harness ring on his left
shoulder.
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Last, Padre inserted a round meteor-ore mace over his left hip
into its ring, followed by his meteor ore katana, which he
inserted into the scabbard of his right-side weapons harness.
That was not what had stunned him. He had seen rings activate
many times. Huge quantities of snow appeared in a blizzard
that surrounded the thirty-yard edifice. Such a great quantity
of snow was being dumped that even the tropical temperatures
of Corstevah could not instantly vaporize the onslaught.
A pack of twelve wolves, the alpha male about the size of a sleek
quarter-horse, small according to Corstevah’s standards,
charged across the small stream and into the disoriented
beasts. One of them bumped into an old silver-tip grizzly. It
drunkenly swatted two of the wolves, leaving them stunned and
bleeding. Three more wolves left their prey to attack the old
grizzly. While it was distracted by other wolves, the alpha male
darted in and ripped out its throat. The other wolves dispatched
a deer, three elk and a caribou.
Padre squinted at the grisly scene, shook his head, and then
muttered his favorite life-verse from the KJV. Scholar Ben had
given him an English 1611 Bible as a gift not long after they
had met. Even though Padre had first memorized the verse, in
Spanish, as a young man, he had often quoted it from his gift
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Like most wolf packs, the idea of alpha males and females, was
more a manner to designate the leaders. Most wolf packs in
Corstevah, like those on earth, were created by the lead male
and female producing offspring.
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Nombre de Dios grabbed the mace that had fallen from his
hand. He also picked up his green scaly leather helmet that had
rolled off his head and replaced it. The helm he had crafted from
the head of a shiny amphibious saurian creature that had
lunged out of a deep pond to attack him. He had skewered it
with his katana as it had dived down upon him twelve years
past. His instinct for danger had kicked in, and he had pulled
out the sword, before nearing the pond. If he had not done so,
the paladin had often mused, he may have lost that battle.
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circled near the north end of the ringed edifice. Avoiding the
wolves of pack one, the lately arrived pack two wolves circled
near the south and east of the shrine, not entering it. They
chased down and killed several of the second group of
transported animals.
Padre knew from experience that it was highly unlikely for any
of the animals, including the circling wolves of Corstevah, to
enter the inside of the circle.
He and Scholar Ben had discussed the stone circles, and while
they understood some of their nuances, much of the
technological aspects were still a mystery. Scholar had read
that the Draconians had developed their own teleportals,
utilizing a different branch of technology, but neither he nor the
scholar had seen one of those teleport systems designed by the
reptilian sentient species. And both of those systems were
entirely different than the teleports that connected Jazz and
Jedd Castles.
Padre and Scholar Ben knew that originally, the ring portals, a
sentient Paxi invention, had functioned as teleport devices.
While teleportation to earth was possible, small mobile devices
interacted with the pylons and allowed fast travel between any
circle in Corstevah. Following the meteor storm at the end of
the first age, many of the portals had been destroyed, but those
still operating were not functioning correctly, and only opened
temporary wormholes to earth.
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Once again, the portal spit forth another group of animals, only
a few bears and wolves from earth, but several dozen mixes of
moose, deer, elk, and caribou, that drunkenly raced in all
directions from the stone circle.
Padre was not knocked over this time. He peered around the
inner circle of the ring, but also extended his vision beyond, at
the exterior where the two packs of wolves patrolled, pack one
to the north and pack two to the south and east of the edifice.
While the two wolf packs warily tolerated each other, as they
ate their kills, on opposite sides of the thirty-yard circle of stone
cones, another predator was splashing noisily through the
stream east of the thirty-yard cone circle. The female alpha
from pack two suddenly and shrilly barked a warning. Wolves
from both packs, startled, looked up from their feeding.
Padre assumed that the stream that fell into the rocks below
the overlook of his new compound was the source of this river.
Nestled at the bottom of the mountain, it formed a small pond
that hugged the row of barrel trees that formed a tight perimeter
across the mixed conifer and deciduous forest line that curved
gently around and ended on the shores of the eastern river and
boulder escarpment. Beyond it was a great plain, and plateau
over a volcanic valley that stretched for hundreds of miles to an
inland sea.
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Nombre de Dios took notice of the new threat that was crossing
the river, ambulating around huge round boulders, towards the
stone cone circle. A large lizard, almost five feet tall, forked
tongue constantly flicking out of its mouth, exited the stream.
The squatting reptile lumbered slowly forward. Both wolf packs
spun to face the threat, howling, and growling towards the east.
The noticeably young and the old wolves, ran further back, and
began eating again. As the lizard came closer, Padre could tell
that it was aiming towards a bull elk, east and south of the ring,
that three of pack two’s wolves had downed and disemboweled.
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One bark from the male alpha of pack one, to the north, held
his wolves in place. Pack two, at the south eastern end of the
circle portal, alerted by their alpha male’s signal bark, did the
opposite. Pack two bolted into action, circled the lizard, and
quickly cataloged its weaknesses. The tail of the lizard whipped
and busted bones in three of the attacking wolves, but the
coordinated feinting attacks of pack two were ultimately
victorious. The lizard collapsed as its atrophied leg gave way,
exposing it to the deadly vengeance attack.
Just then another group of animals burst through the portal.
However, this time humans begin appearing amidst the chaos
of hooves and claws that rushed drunkenly out of the circle.
The humans seemed to be affected more severely than usual.
Padre had met many individual people over the years, in the
circles, and they were often a bit disoriented, nauseous, and
groggy, but so far, every human that appeared had fallen in the
melting snow. Nor did they seem able to stand up.
First, several men and women appeared. They wore mostly furs
and had dark coppery skin. He had rescued their kind before,
in Western Corstevah. He could understand them because he
wore the ancient technology universal language translation
device. Some of them, who referred to themselves as First
Nation people, and identified with specific tribal varieties, were
decent folk, others were not to be trusted, and would kill you as
soon as look at you.
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The lad stopped to pull off his father’s pack and placed it under
his head like a pillow. He then dropped his own onto the
ground, and reached for his bow, but hesitated and clutched
his spear tightly.
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The boy stepped over his father. His long feet were quite nimble.
The boy frowned. His father’s woolen cap had fallen off and his
only response had been a low moan.
The droning of the rings began to quiet and following one last
sonic boom, the blizzard ended. Slowly the stone’s patterns
began to fade into a different, dimmer pattern.
Hmm, grunted Padre, was the archon wrong? I did not see any
chimera come through. Jazz told Winthrop and d’Artigan that I
would need both a binding prayer and my meteor-ore weapons.
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twelve feet tall, and maybe a bit more, and its head was lupine
rather than canine.
Padre had seen and even fought with a smaller, similar being
twice in over seven hundred years. Nombre grasped his meteor-
ore mace, breathed deeply, pushing away his fear, and tamed it
like a fire. Fire could burn and destroy, but it could also bring
warmth and cook food. Everyone was afraid. He had taught
several village guards this same lesson. Only fools did not fear.
But the wise soldier learned to use that fear rather than being
paralyzed by it.
Padre flexed his shoulders and his knees, took in another deep
breath and then intoned firmly, “Verily, verily, in the Name of
Jesu Christo, I bind you Jackal-Head, Wolf-Head Chimera, or
whatever devil beast you be!”
“You must have faith for that to work on me, warrior! I will rend
you like the seven sons of Sceva, except that I will not let you
flee naked and scratched. I will eat you and all the humans in
this circle.”
“You speak Latin, then, son of Adam,” snarled the tall white
wolf. Gazing down at the paladin, cocking its head to one side
it continued, “You must be a Catholic priest. I have eaten
hundreds of your kind over the centuries. You black-robes are
pathetic and weak.”
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The boy stepped between the wolf man and the Kaska toddlers.
He said, head erect, and pride etched into the passion of his
young face, “My name is Knight and I will die with honor, spirit
wolf, goblin-spawn, Nekedzaltara! Curse you Ghastly – Wolf!”
Yes-Yu barked haughtily, “You, are a fool priest! I see that you
are a weapons master. Know dunderhead, that no bullet, blade,
or missile can pierce my hide! Use your weak Catholic exorcism
or your puny weapons: they will not avail you.
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“Your Rock will not save you Templar Priest!” snarled Yes-Yu,
following a lip licking howl. His long pink tongue slid across six-
inch fangs and black-gummed lupine molars as he panted in
anticipation of his upcoming feast.
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The dry seeds lost their prismatic coloration and became a soft
cottony white, about the size and shape of a large fan-tail
shrimp, but much larger than earthly willow catkins. Several
dry seeds, brushed off by his passing, twirled through the air
and drifted down the slope. He had exited far down the
mountainside, but still several minutes’ walk from the spring-
fed bottom of the cirque.
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Scholar Ben could not see people moving around but observed
the flit of songbirds careening among the branches of a tall
gnarled oak that stood guard like a lonely sentinel at the water’s
edge. A large doe stood beneath the tree, front legs in the water,
drinking deeply from the cool mountain waters.
Except for one flat roofed room crafted of adobe and stone, that
was enclosed and covered by an ornate, blond stained, thick
wooden door, the rooms were all open air. The roof of the
columned building was peaked and covered with rounded
terracotta clay tiles.
Like most Doric columns, each pillar was thicker at the base,
and narrow at the top, with a simple capital. The side fluting,
however, was composed of alternating vertical rows of seashell
and starfish imprints.
Benachmanides watched the doe lope off from the lake and into
the thick stands of birch that swathed the mountain edge that
cupped the lake shore. Ben reached out gently, testing to see if
the apparent open-air was really that, or was like the invisible
sim windows of his library.
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The shelving units were about a meter high and filled with
knick-knacks. Ben peered intently at one china plate on a
wrought iron holder that had appeared atop one of the nearest
shelving units.
Tyrel and Stella, appeared beside him, dressed as they had been
earlier when visited by Jazz and Jedd. Scholar been gently
clasped each of them by their arm and warmly offered,
“Greetings and Salutations, Tyrell and Stella. Welcome to your
new home. I am Benachmanides Benjamin Bacharach. Most
people around here call me Ben or Scholar.” He paused and
added, “I have gifts for you. Just let me get them from my pack.”
Ben took out a fine necklace with a white crystal oval stone and
gently handed it to Tyrel. “It is a universal translation pendant
that you will need in your service to the Lord Most High. While
wearing it, the device will translate foreign words and
languages. I am also giving you a calendar tally book. Earth
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calendars don’t work here, but you can use this to keep track
of days, weeks and months.”
“Deep breaths, Tyrel, and you will be fine. If you are a bit cold,
it is just a side product of the travel. The air is quite warm here,
although a bit cooler, than the tropical lands outside this
hanging valley.”
“Where are we?” asked Tyrel. “The air is different. I still feel old,
but I am feeling stronger than I’ve felt in twenty years!”
Looking back at Tyrel, Scholar Ben said, “Yes, the air is different
here, than the air on earth.
“You were brought here by angels, but most people who come
to Corstevah from earth, come through portals.
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I am sent to them, like I have been sent to you, and help them
get settled. There are not large numbers of people here on the
planet, but there are several scattered villages, but people
mostly stay close to their communities, hidden in the mountain
passes. The lands outside of the mountains are lush and
beautiful, but it is teeming with hungry predators.
Exceptionally large ones.
“So, we are going to be young again! The angel said Stella would
one day have children!”
Scholar Ben replied, “I see little cabins around the lake, but
they look new like your gift-house. I think they are empty, and
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“I was told that this hanging valley is the safest spot on the
continent. As far as I know there are not even any predators in
here.
“On the way down, judging by signs and tracks, you have lots
of deer, foxes, squirrels and songbirds. I did not see any reptile
tracks, except for the small tuataras. They are very shy timid
creatures who only come out at night. They trill and sing, but it
is a sound much more beautiful than that of insects and frogs.
I did not see any large cat, Mustelidae, or wolf and bear sign.
You will probably need to thin out the deer population. I only
saw one, and I think there are elk here as well, but the trail I
crossed getting here from the hidden tunnel out of this
mountain valley was layered with sign.”
“Are you sure, Ben,” asked Stella anxiously, wringing her plump
tiny hands, that there aren’t any wolves and bears? They can
just walk right through into our house and eat us up!”
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There is a wall there. It’s totally invisible. Kinda stings like. Try
it Ty! Try it!”
Tyrel waved his hands at her, “Don’t get so excited, Stella! Calm
down.” He grunted and shook his head, “Wonders never cease!”
Stella replied, “Okey Dokey, Ty, I’ll calm down. I reckon there’s
things that will take getting’ used to. I always dreamed of going
on a vacation, to the Mediterranean and camp in a patio just
like this. It is my dream house, Ty. I love it. I really do! But
there’s no privacy! And I don’t see an easy chair or a couch.
Where in tarnation are we going to sleep?”
“This is the first time I have ever seen your house or been to
this hanging valley,” offered Scholar Ben, “but I have toured a
Mediterranean Island back when I lived on earth.
Both Tyrel and Stella turned around and walked over to the
beautifully constructed blond door of the adobe and native
stone room. Stella excitedly reached forward and opened the
door.
When she opened it and the light of the sun lighted the room,
Stella danced a jig and squealed, “Look! Ty! It’s a fancy canopy
bed, just like I’ve always wanted. It’s a highboy, with burgundy
side curtains of lace with a full emerald green top!”
Tyrel shook his head, “It is just a bed, Lovie, but I’m glad you
like it.”
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“And one of those futon couches that our daughter used to rave
about. It is set up high, on a raised floor, so that we can look
out over the lake. It’s got one of those invisible walls! Great! No
birds, bugs and bats will get in!
Tyrel came down faster than he had went up the stair. He and
Stella exited the bedroom and closed the door.
“I’m so hungry, I could go catch some fish for us. Are you
hungry, Ben?”
Ben rubbed his slight belly and replied, “I haven’t had a good
home-cooked meal in a while. Fish sounds good! My favorite
food though, is slumgullion!”
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The trio opened the latticed patio door and stepped down the
short and wide roughhewn, granite steps that elevated the
open-air home and strolled over to the out-door patio.
“I see God has given you your critters back, Ty.” Just then the
family dogs, a golden retriever, and a blue-tick heeler-collie
cross barked and ran into the yard, happily greeting Tyrel and
Stella, but carefully sniffing in the direction of and closely
watching Scholar Ben.
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spot just outside the table area. “Have you doggies seen the
cats? I suppose Orange Dream and Choco Snuggles are hiding
somewhere. At least I hope they came with us!”
There was a sturdy oak cabinet a yard or so from the patio table.
Stella asked, “What’s in here I wonder?” She opened it and
dispensed a few plates, silver, and cups. She tossed Tyrel some
hot mitts that matched the rooster hot pad, and said, “Since
you seem right spry this afternoon, Ty, how ‘bout opening the
oven on that Royal Windsor cook stove and take out the
casserole. Hope it is at least good and warm.
“If you reckon you can, Ty, stir up the coals, if there are any,
and throw in some more wood. I’ll grab a pitcher and get some
water from the lake. We’ll drink the water with our meal, and I
want to start some coffee.”
“I’ll try it,” replied Stella, “but if it doesn’t taste right, I’ll go down
to the lake.”
When she returned with the water, she asked Tyrel to pray and
the three shared the meal.
After the meal Scholar Ben pushed back his mug of black coffee
and said, “The day is still young. And I am energized from one
of the best meals I have ever eaten. I cannot remember when I
last had coffee! Tea yes, but coffee, not in forever. How would
you like to see my new gift house and my favorite place called
‘The Overlook?’ I promise, you won’t even have to walk far, and
we’ll come right back.”
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Tyrel and Stella looked at each other. Tyrel finally said, “The
day is young, as you say, Ben, and I feel stronger than I have
for years. I guess if it doesn’t take too long and we don’t have to
walk too far, I reckon it will be Okey Dokey.”
Scholar Ben gave them a tour of the library. When they stepped
outside of the library tower, Stella covered her mouth with her
hand and said, “Oh My Lord God – the flowers. His flowers here
put my old earthly flower gardens to shame.”
Tyrel shook his head again and muttered, “May wonders never
cease! I don’t think there is a world class trophy elk anywhere
near that size on earth. I went hunting in Alaska with my son
while he was still alive. We hired a plane and stayed at a lodge
with some native trackers. They were along to keep us from
getting lost and to keep the bears off! We shot a big one. We
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“They get bigger!” Ben asked, “Do you remember, Tyrel, when I
told you that most people live near or in the mountains because
they are safer from the bigger predators that roam the plains?”
Tyrel nodded.
Scholar Ben wiped his hands on his lean hips and stretched his
narrow shoulders before continuing, “Do you see those sequoia-
tall lavender and gray barrel-trunked trees that skirt the forest
behind the tower and extend as far as the eye can see?
“Now there are some large flying predators that can fly over the
barrier, but the forests in most of the Smoke Mountains, which
this range is called, is very dense, Much denser than earth
forests. So, the large flying carnivores often stick to the open
lands.”
“Do those big birds fly into our new home on the lake in the
secret mountain valley?” asked Tyrel.
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“Yeah, I’ve read about them and seen drawings of them. I have
heard a few stories about them still living in remote places, but
I think they are just stories. They died out millions of years ago,
or so I’ve read.”
Tyrel cocked his head at an angle and looked down his hawk
nose, “Dinosaurs here? Do you mean Komodo dragons or big
alligators?”
Tyrel called for Stella and when she walked over, holding a
handful of flowers, she said, “I picked some, Ben. I hope you
don’t mind.”
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Scholar Ben smiled, “Enjoy them. They are beautiful, but until
today I never saw anything as beautiful, as far as flowering
shrubs, as the Rainbow Willows. Unless there are some growing
across the Spine of the World Mountains, they only grow at your
place. That mountain chain I mentioned is too high to cross. My
friend Nombre was teleported there recently. You simply must
go find a specimen of Eritque Arcus Salix, that is a rainbow
willow tree. They grow all over in your secluded mountain
valley. The branches are like willow trees from earth---”
Upon arriving Stella promptly dropped her flowers that she had
clutched to her bosom. The flowers fell slowly, tumbling in slow
motion, from the top of the mesa far down to the lake and river
that flowed out into the plain.
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“If you think living, larger than life dinosaurs, are spectacular,”
said Scholar, “wait until you see the night sky. There are rare
nights on earth, with a crisply scintillating sprinkling of stars
across an ebony sky, that are memorable, but the dullest night-
sky of Corstevah is beyond comprehension, my dear friends!”
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Padre hugged his shield to the left side of his body, covering his
vulnerable side and stomach and angled his mace defensively.
He focused most of his attention on the tall Wolf-Head, but in
his peripheral vision, he also watched the three charmed wolves
enter the sandy flat of the stone pillared portal ring. The
morning sun was still shining at about the nineth hour position
forcing shadows of the cones across the white sands of the circle
like jagged teeth.
Time had slowed for Padre as it often did for him during battles.
He noticed the red-coated soldier stir and rise to a kneeling
position, and freeze momentarily, as he noted the gargantuan
wolf preparing to launch in his direction. One second the pistol
was on the Mountie’s belt and with flashing speed, in the next
second, it was in his hand.
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Just then Padre noticed that the bright red light from the
chimera’s orbs had dimmed. “Forsooth,” whispered Padre, “I see
the binding prayer is kicking in.”
Not taking his eyes off the circling wolf-man, Padre let his
peripheral vision assess the situation to his side.
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The female did rake the lad once with the claws of its fore paws,
as it danced death’s final waltz. Yelping and whimpering, it
lingered for a long while, temporarily evading death. It tugged
Knight forcefully, this way and that, in its final fight, prancing
at the end of his spear.
The wolf’s charge had bowled him over. Its jaws snapped like a
vice-grip along the edge of his wrist. The crunch of breaking
bone was audible as the massive jaws splintered the Mounty’s
carpals. Its forward momentum forced it, snout over tail, to lose
its grip, as it rolled over the man. The wolf spun and collapsed,
growling. It tried crawling back to attack once more, but
spasming once, it died.
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The impetus of the blow knocked the mace from Padre’s hand,
but doing an evasive tumble roll, to his left, the warrior-priest
came adroitly to his feet. The swish of the blade sounded a
quick echoing call to arms when Nombre de Dios whipped out
his meteor-ore katana.
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out crimson waves, along with the Wolf-Head’s neck, onto the
wet sands of the sharply pointed coned circle. Once the head
had been removed, that ended the chimera’s super-charged
regeneration ability. The flesh died, but its spirit did not.
Bowing his head Padre said, “Thank you for victory, Jesu
Christo. Thank you for saving our lives. Please help us to get
home.”
They smiled hesitantly. The oldest, a boy, stood quietly, but the
five other children, the second oldest and the youngest girls,
stepped behind Bee. They peeked out smiling and whispered to
each other.
“Hola! Which band and where are you from? Forsooth, I have
helped others who look and dress like you before.”
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“My family and four braves were asked to leave our tribe
because we wanted to worship only Creator and not the other
small g gods and spirit beings. We were on our way to Fort
Liard to trade our furs and see about living there for a while.
“We met Scotty McDermot and his son Knight there. He said he
had a small cabin, next to his trading post, near Fort Simpson,
that he would let us use. We were traveling from Fort Liard
together, and he fell through the ice, crossing a lake. That is
how he came down with pneumonia. We both had dog sleds,
too. Chief Dancer does not see them anywhere. It seems our
belongings, except for the items we were carrying, didn’t make
it through with us.”
Padre answered, “The portal storms are like that. Usually only
one or two people or animals come through, but with big storms
like this, many people or animals are trapped and brought
here.”
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Just then a tall and willowy woman of great beauty, with creamy
coppery skin, wearing a fine skirt and an expensive seal fur and
leather winter jacket, stepped forward and curtsied. The tall,
slim lady possessed a stately demeanor of palaces, even though
wearing only exquisitely crafted Aluetian clothing. Though she
dressed in a much finer fashion, her clothing style was like that
of the Metis women. There was a distinctive aura about her
that subtly declared her connection to Russian nobility.
Technically, she was a Tinglat princess, not a Russian princess.
When she spoke, Wind-Elk often displayed the Russian accents
of her father, but the accent was neither as heavy nor
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The three ladies looked at each other. One short buxom woman
stepped forward and said, “Guten Morgen, Tolly Weber I am.
Only daughter I am the of the gold miner Gunter Weber. Struck
it rich he never, but he had a knack for well doing. Ya, ya!
Enough so that we got by comfortably. He was a drinker or
gambler never. Nein! Helped us that did. We had a cabin near
Prairie Creek. Looks like Vater is going to have, without me, to
go on.” Crestfallen, holding back tears, face reddening, she
stared at her worn quill and bead moccasins.
The last lady, dressed in furs, did not step forward. She offered,
“I also am daughter of hunters, gatherers, and trappers. We
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Knight looked up at Padre, his black eyes very intense, and said,
“I wish to bury my father according to his customs.”
Padre said, “I will say words for him. There is a cemetery with
an open grave back in my camp.” He pointed up to the
mountain toward an overlook in a low valley. It will probably
take us until almost night to walk up there.”
Small Bear and his wife prepared packs and distributed them
to himself and McCloud and Moon-Dove.
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Padre said, “Forsooth, do you see those barrel shaped trees that
border the forests? My friend the scholar says that there is an
island on earth that has a similar species. If you look closely,
one of them is missing. I will have the hardest time squeezing
through the opening myself, but if I can get through, you can
easily get through.
“I haven’t walked the trail yet,” said Padre, “but I could see it
from the mountain top. Hold on. Maybe I should check it out
first. You are safe inside the portal circle.”
Chief Dancer asked the question all the others were pondering.
“Chief Dancer asks, what kind of man are you, Padre? You kill
unkillable Nekedzaltara! You vanish and appear in another
place and then back again!”
Padre’s left arm and shoulder were still recovering from the
battle with the Devil-Wolf. He picked up his shield and slowly
and awkwardly positioned it over the harness hook on his back.
“Follow me. I will lead you to your new home.” He added,
“Verily, I know you are in a great deal of pain Mounty LaClare,
but are you able to travel?”
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Dexter said, “I’ll miss that old boy. I had to let him know who
was boss sometimes, but that horse could take me through wild
country where the company horses floundered.”
The party was just crossing the stream that meandered through
the forty-foot-high barrel tree border that led to the opening
onto the mountain path when Mounty Dexter asked. “Padre, I
was pretty out of my mind, when I came to, but it seems like I
remember hearing the loup-garou saying you were a Templar. I
am a history buff. I read everything I could about them. Weren’t
they disbanded in March 1312? How can you be a Templar?”
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“Verily, this planet is like earth was back when Adam and his
grand children were around. People lived a long time then. It
was not unusual in those days for people to live almost one
thousand years. Planet Corstevah is like that, too.”
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Knight turned and said, “Thank you for seeing to the Kaska
children. The Kaska are a very violent tribe and few others will
help them.”
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SETTLING IN
HE IS LIKE A TREE
PLANTED BY STREAMS OF WATER
THAT YIELDS ITS FRUIT IN ITS SEASON,
AND ITS LEAF DOES NOT WITHER.
IN ALL THAT HE DOES, HE PROSPERS.
PSALM 1:3
The sun had not yet set, but the day was winding to a close.
“Well, my new friends, have you seen enough of the “Lost City
Overlook? Are you ready for me to return you to your new home
in the Rainbow Willow Valley?”
“Are you sure there aren’t any monsters near our new home,
Ben?” asked Stella.
“Bosh! I was promised that the Lord Most High gave you the
safest home in all of Corstevah. Prepare yourselves now. I will
Far Travel with you back to your gift-home.”
Scholar Ben, Tyrel and Stella appeared back in the patio area
of their Mediterranean style home.
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“If you want, I am sure you could stay in that nearest cabin on
the lake,” offered Stella.
“I will probably give you at least a day or so to settle in, but then
I shall return to explain the duties of your assignment here in
Elohim Most High’s service. And may I suggest, before you retire
for the evening yourselves, go up to the loft, sit on the roof,
thank Jesu for His wonderful gift, and be amazed at the beauty
of the night sky, which He created?”
With a slight bow to Tyrel and Stella, Scholar Ben said, “I take
my leave.” Instantly he was gone, back to his library tower.
Tyrel replied, “That would probably be best, but the doggies will
probably chase them off.”
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“I really like this new place, Ty, but it is going to take some
getting’ used to. I miss running water, the commode, and my
fridge. I will have to think through how much food I prepare.
Either it will have to be food that stores well, or we are going to
have to eat it up at the table. And too much human food isn’t
good for our doggies and kitties, I reckon. We need more salt for
preserving. And we need to do some meat smokin’, too.”
“No. Just a quick rinse off should be good for tonight,” replied
Stella. “We can take care of washing in hot water after
breakfast. Talking about washing dishes. I think we are going
to have to make our own soap again.”
Stella said, “Well, I suppose it’s time to go up and try out that
fancy futon on the upper deck. Maybe we’ll see some deer come
to drink, like Scholar Ben did earlier.”
Hand in hand Tyler and Stella walked into their house, through
the lattice door, opened the thick blond bedroom door, closed it
snugly, then walked up the narrow steps, one ahead of the
other, into the upper bedroom. Tyler and Stella sat together on
the futon and watched the sun set.
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About three in the afternoon the group topped a slight rise and
entered a stretch of the mountain trail that was quite clear of
trees for a short distance. Suddenly the beautiful, willowy Wind-
Elk Sokolov pointed into the distance and squealed, “Zhere are
mammoths! I see mammoths!”
Everyone looked passed her shapely arm. Like the others who
had left the cold climes of the Nahanni Valley of Earth, in the
Northwest Territories of Canada, she had removed her overly
warm outer winter coat and extra layers of furs and shirts.
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“The cows and calves, if you don’t hurt them or scare them, will
leave you alone. Stay away from the bulls though! Verily, if they
see or smell or hear you, they will smash you with their tusks,
throw you with their trunks or trample you. They are just as
mean and aggressive as one of those three horned Triceratops
dinosaurs! If you want to live, keep your distance!”
“Aye,” answered Padre. “We have them all. Not in the mountains
of course. Scholar Ben, my friend from Western Corstevah,
knows all about them.
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Chief Dancer said, “Chief Dancer has heard stories, too. The
Old Ones say that once there were many hairy elephants long
ago, before my grandfather’s time.”
Padre called a break and removed his telescope from his pack,
then held it out to the group. Chief Dancer smiled, quickly
accepted the proffered tool, and used the scope to view the
faraway hairy pachyderms.”
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“In the March 4th, 1893 edition of zhe Juneau Free press,”
declared Wind-Elk, “zhere was an article about mammoths. Zhe
article stated that a Stikine Indian followed the tracks of a large
mammoth, each one as round as a salt barrel, for several miles.
Padre offered, “Mostly the portals will take animals and people
from earth and bring them here. There have been rare accounts
of the portals opening both ways, especially during storms like
each of you survived this morning. However, it is more likely
that in remote areas, some specimens of ancient animals
survived later than in highly populated areas.
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“Joy also said that from time to time that this group also had
been deployed to execute large troublesome marine creatures
that were a bit too bold - killing people or capsizing small to
medium watercraft.
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Since only about half the party was fluent in modern English
that was not particularly important anyway. He often used a
few Spanish words or Latin and a few scholarly phrases used
by his friend scholar Ben. His advanced technology translating
device, worked excellently at interpreting foreign languages; it
was not meant to interpret words for the others.
What Padre had not noticed was that a spiritual gift had started
operating at the pylons of Wolfshead Gate. The Native
Americans who had come through the portal from various time
lines of the Nahanni Valley region, were hearing his words as if
he were speaking their most fluent First Nations dialect and the
others had heard his exclamation in their particular brand of
English.
The party stopped talking and walking. Those who were not
naturally stoic showed expressions that ranged from puzzled to
confused.
Just ahead of the group, heading up the pass, the gravel trail
narrowed suddenly and the hilly forest of hardwoods on either
side of the trail had become a stony vertical drop that lead into
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High Back Bull, who had been taking his turn assisting Knight
with the travois carrying McDermott’s body, lowered his end to
the ground.
Knight had a small bow which he removed from his quiver and
strung. He said, “I wish to join you, Padre.”
Padre cocked his head, “Verily lad, I know you are brave.
Knight, I watched you kill the small she-wolf, with your spear,
but you carry a small bow. I doubt it will be powerful enough to
seriously injure whatever is in that cave if it is a monster lair. I
would prefer that you stay and guard the women and children.
Most of the braves here have more powerful bows and larger
spears.”
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Knight nodded, “We did. But arms are not the only way to win
battles. My grandfather became wealthy, changed his name and
bought the castle, centuries later.”
High Back Bull grunted and offered, “High Back Bull lost bow
and spear coming here. Must be back in Nahanni Valley. I have
only skinning knife.”
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The giant grizzly stood upright; its dark brown fur mixed with
grizzled murky blond hairs that ruffled in the slight breeze that
whispered up over the steep stone walls. The prehistoric grizzly
stretched out to a towering twenty-two feet, growled, shook its
massive head, and pummeled the air with its paws.
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Once again Padre and the natives fired. This time, only Padre
and Winnamaka scored hits. The bear grunted and wobbled,
almost within swatting distance.
Knight had not fired, but dropped to his knees and scooted
under Padre, then in the prone position fired two arrows
simultaneously at the grizzly’s right paw. Both arrows plunged
into the top of the massive clawed foot and pierced through the
carpal pads. The Ursus horribilis growled, snapped at the short,
feathered missiles, lost its balance, and fell, tumbling and
growling over the edge of the cliff. Ten seconds that seemed to
last forever ended with the massive beast bouncing through
pine tree branches that snapped like rifle shots. When it
slammed into the ground, the bear did not move.
The bear growled and the sound echoed throughout the valley
below. However, following the growl, it seemed as if the great
beast moved one paw, raking sixteen-inch furrows into the
sandy loam of the forest floor, but after that it never moved or
growled again. Both groups peered into the vast drop off, over
the cliff’s edge, at the dim mass, at the bottom of the valley.
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The advance party checked out the cave. Padre put away the
crossbow on its harness hook. He then pulled an oil-soaked
torch out of a capped length of hollow bamboo from his pack.
Padre used a flint kit to ignite the torch wrappings.
Not far up the trail the mountain cliff narrowed, and the rock
type changed. The mountainside became a dense polished
material of jet black, like dark ice, and rose over one hundred
feet. The strange outcropping of cliff-sides then ended abruptly
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on both sides after about eighty meters. While the others could
squeeze through the narrow trail, once again Padre was forced
to use his Far Travel gift to vanish and appear farther up the
trail where his vast bulk could more easily travel.
The rest of the trip was uneventful as the group appeared at the
compound. Arthos, the holographic musketeer, was cooking a
deer over the spit in the cooking area between the men’s
barracks and the Native American camp.
Even though the spiritual gift had translated his words to the
native speakers, they still looked very puzzled. Only Wind-Elk
seemed to intuitively understand. She was amazed rather than
confused.
Arthos, attired with his classic plumed hat and caped uniform
of a Dumas 17th century musketeer, bowed and answered with
a wry grin, “Magnifique! If that buck would not have pranced
into the compound, Padre, I would not be turning this fine
venison on the spit!”
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Arthos, smiled, bowed once more, doffed his hat, and said, “The
pleasure was mine, M’Lady.”
D’Artigan pulled out a dagger, then cut and heaped chunks and
slices of the roasted venison and placed them on a wooden
trencher, then placed it on the table for passing, next to a plate
of sliced carrots and sweet peppers, that grew along the edges
of the compound.
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Padre smiled, “And before you ask, Mounty LaClare, you will
not be given the fort.
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“I have been noticing that you keep looking behind you, to the
east, at it. There is a lady physician who has not arrived yet,
who receives the fort as a gift. I have been told, dear Dexter,
that when she opens up the fort, you will have an office there.
For now, you will have a bunk in the men’s cabin near the
training center.”
“I take it the men’s cabin is the large log building directly to our
west, not too far from the training grounds and black smith
area? Is it the log cabin with the crossed spears and shields?
The big log cabin with the latticed archway flower porch, that
must be the ladies’ cabin. It’s near the tiniest castle I have ever
seen. Your castle I presume?”
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Between the men’s cabin and Chief Dancer’s and Chief Otter’s
long hut, there is a laundry room and fire-pits for our
community. The Tiki hut is a chapel. It has a cross in it and
circled chairs. While the chapel is considered part of my house-
gift, I am willing to share it, but only for worship of Jesu Christo.
I will not suffer the worship of pagan deities and small g gods
there or in the cemetery, whether in the grave plot, or the Tree
Platform and Funeral Pyre lot.”
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The door at the front of the castle was not a pair of double doors
large enough to offer egress for carriages, but was, none-the-
less, large, and sturdy, and easily admitted his bulky six-foot
five body.
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Looking to the left and right upon entering the room, Padre
noticed two wardrobes and an armor and weapons closet. He
stopped momentarily and deposited his shield, katana, mace,
staff, and crossbow on iron hooks. After he placed his pack on
a table, Padre removed his helm and leather armor.
Padre grimaced at his soiled tunic and sniffed the stale odor of
sweat. “Forsooth,” he mumbled to himself, “I will need to find
my personal room, clean myself, and put on fresh clothing.”
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“Thank you for your gift, Jesu Christo,” said Padre with a smile
as he exited the tent and walked to the back of the room. To
the west was an ornately polished ebony library bookcase,
seven feet high, on one wall. It contained an attached sliding
ladder. Fine leather chairs sat beside beautifully polished ebony
tables. Padre nodded and smiled as he walked through the four
stations of round tables and chairs of the reading room.
The former knight walked over and stood in the center of the
hologram. He could see around him, just as if he were at the
center of the stone portal ring. Circling in place he noticed a
small pond with an up thrusted gray spire, surrounded by lily
pads, that was not visible in the picture. He also noticed an
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Padre walked around the map table and found a map legend.
He perused its message.
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and the Tiki Hut Chapel, each had their own three-dimensional
representation within the marked oval.
Nombre walked away from the map room, passed under his tent
sitting room, and exited the archway into the marble floored
hallway. Dithering momentarily, Padre finally turned west and
walked toward the western tower. He came to a door. Padre
shook his head and mumbled, “Forsooth, where is the blasted
doorknob?” He tried pushing the door. Nothing happened.
Next, Padre grasped the door frame on the left and pulled. Then
he tried the right side. Nothing.
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tingling around his eyes. With a creaking groan, the stone door
slid sideways into the wall, then closed again as Padre stepped
across the threshold.
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Padre looked around the Tiki Hut chapel as the others strolled
from their gift houses toward the sanctuary. Open windows
surrounded the circular hut. The building was about thirty feet
in circumference. The entrance archway viewed Fort Wallace.
Opposite the doorway was a seven-foot cross.
Padre walked into one of the four entries of the chair circle as
Wind-Elk, Tolly, Deedra, Millie and Lydia, with Raven and
Mouse in tow, entered the hut.
The Bible was entitled, “Holy Bible,” but the sub-title read
“Padre Nombre de Dios Parallel Gift Translation.” Quickly
fanning a few of its thin gold edged pages, he noted that it was
divided into four columns. The first column was a King James
Translation. The second was entitled English Standard
Version. The third column contained the original language in
Hebrew, or Aramaic or Greek. The fourth column of the Old
Testament also included the Septuagint version.
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Deedra said, “Thank you. Perhaps later for me. We had fresh
cut flowers and a fruit and cheese basket in our lodge, too.”
Wind-Elk asked, “Who are Jazz and Jedd? The note wizz our
basket was signed wizz zhose names, although zhe note said
zhe gifts had actually been provided by Zhe Lord Most High and
His Unique Son, Jesus zhe Christ.”
Padre nodded, “They are the two divine beings that were placed
in charge of watching over planet Corstevah. Unlike the
Watchers and other entities that we read about in the
scriptures, they take their responsibilities seriously and have
avoided the temptations of unholy, unnatural dalliances or
accepting worship.”
The Slavey and McKenzie Bands, who had been crossing the
area of the compound which contained the general food pavilion
and laundry, began entering.
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sit down. The two Kaska toddlers began examining the colorful
books of Bible stories and checking out the dolls, alphabet
blocks and Noah’s Ark boat and figurine set.
“The angels said that if their heart is right, the Most High
honors peoples gatherings, but he actually prefers when we
meet in small groups informally, like they did in the New
Testament. We should study these things together, Dancer,
and see if we can work as a team.
“Do you have any scripture you can share today, during the
funeral service? You also knew Scotty McDermot. I just know
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about him from little bits I have heard and through meeting his
son.”
Chief Dancer replied, “Chief Dancer did not know him long.
Scotty was a good man. Most white men look down on First
Nations people like me. Scotty was not like that. He was
honorable and fair.
“As for the funeral, I have a verse to share. It was used at a few
of the white-man funerals I went to back in the Nahanni Valley.
It is Psalm twenty-three. I lost my Bible on the crossing, but I
can quote that scripture by heart.”
“Good,” replied Padre with a nod of his head. “I see that Dexter
and Knight have entered. I will ask Knight to sit by me and
share about his father. I will ask you to share, as well Dancer.
Then I will share some scriptures that I feel to be appropriate
and then offer others a chance to share.”
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Padre paused and scanned the faces around the circle, “Does
anyone here have a song they would like to sing in Scotty
McDermot’s honor. There was silence for almost a minute, then
Wind-Elk asked, “Do you mind if I share zhe song, “In zhe Sweet
Bye and Bye? Anyone who knows it may join me.”
‘“Zhere’s a land zhat is fairer than day, and by faith we can see
it afar; for zhe Father waits over zhe way, to prepare us a
dwelling place zhere…’”
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“If any of you wish to follow along, in the Bibles at your tables,
you may do so as I read the first three verses of the Gospel of
John. I will, forsooth, be using the ESV translation from that
book. Sometimes I read from a King James.
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and honor and how to best serve The Most High God, King and
country and friends and family.
“Even though Scotty McDermot has died, and we will miss him,
he has merely shed his earthly habitation.
“While his soul slumbers, his spirit is present with Jesus until
the great and magnificent day when the dead in Christ rise to
meet the living in the air at the time of Jesu Christo triumphal
return to Earth as Lord and King.
“How that will work for us exactly, who have been translated
from Earth to planet Corstevah, I am not certain.
I will now ask Knight to share about his father. After Knight
has shared, Chief Dancing Caribou will share scripture and
then share his heart, for his dear, but short-lived friendship
with Scotty McDermot. Then Dancer will open up the gathering
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for any others who wish to share. Then we will walk to the
cemetery and share together in the last soils ritual.”
“Of course, we read from his Bible every day, as well. My mother
was a Metis Medicine Woman, but she came to serve Jesus
Christ rather than the small g gods. She told my father that
her gifts for knowing the future were gone, but that the Holy
Spirit had told her that she would bear a son who would be a
knight just like in my father’s book. Mother also said that she
would depart our world when it was her time, under the paws
of an angry mother bear.
“My father lost his strength, physically, after her death, but he
loved Jesus, he loved me, and sought to impart his many gifts
to help me become ready for the mission Jesus had for me.” He
sat down.
Chief Caribou read the Lord’s Prayer in English, using the KJV
translation by rote:
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The Slavey Band Chief said, “Chief Dancing Caribou only met
Scotty McDermot a few months ago. Chief Dancing Caribou’s
tribe asked me to leave and appointed a new chief. Chief
Dancer had argued with one of the elders because Creator,
through His Holy Spirit, had convicted me of throwing food
offerings to the small g gods into the night fires. Our band
decided that I would be chief, but only with those who would
follow me and that my tribe would leave with me, with only our
weapons and before the moon entered the sky. We were
banished.
“Four braves came with us, Oskar Snow Owl, Medicine Horn,
High Back Buffalo and Hawk, that is youngling Barny
Hawkfeather.
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“Creator blessed us, and we caught many furs. The fort bought
some of our furs, but not all. They would not let us stay at the
fort, even for just the winter.
“We met Scotty McDermot there at a funeral for one of the fort
guards. When Scotty found out I served Creator, he invited us
to come with him and stay at his trading post near Fort
Simpson.
“We were almost to his trading post. Winter came harsh and
early. We were crossing a frozen lake when he fell in. We
stripped his wet clothes and wrapped him in wool blankets and
made a roaring fire, but he became sick.
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‘you can tell a great man by the children and friends he leaves
behind. Especially those who make great tracks, too.’
Padre said, “Thank you for your kind and honorable words,
Winnamaka. To stay or go is a person’s choice where I am
Knight Warden. Whenever we rescued the portal victims, they
were always to have the freewill to choose which settlement they
wanted to try. A few even went to Bandit settlements, but it was
their choice for good or ill.”
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Knight spoke as they were leaving, “High Back Bull and I have
already placed father in the casket and we lowered it into place,
but we did not cover him with the earth blanket.”
When they arrived, Padre opened his Bible and read, “Who will
separate us from the love of Christ? Will hardship, or distress,
or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through
him who loved us.
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Padre smiled at Knight and said, using the words of Paul the
Apostle, ‘Follow me, as I follow Christ.”
Nombre then took the shovel, shoved the metal blade in the
fresh black loam and sprinkled it into the open grave onto the
coffin. Afterwards he passed the shovel to Knight. The young
son of the deceased Scotty McDermot passed the shovel to
High Back Bull. High Back Bull tossed his apple core into the
dirt, spaded in a shovel full of soil, and passed the tool on. As
the shovel was passed to each adult, Bee, wife of Chief
Dancing Caribou, sang the Old One’s song for the journey into
the realm of Creator, God above all other gods.
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Chapter 9:
Tyler and Stella sat on their futon, in the upper room of their
Greek Island cottage, holding hands, staring in amazement at
their first view of the night sky.
As it was with every night, the sky canopy focused the planet’s
dome like a crystal which provided a lush starscape of
breathtaking beauty and brilliance.
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Tyler fumbled his way carefully off the raised platform and
eased into the nearby canopy bed. He fell asleep after taking
one final peek at his wife’s silhouette as she gazed into the night
sky.
While time and exposure had dulled the enchantment for many
of Corstevah’s sentient residents, the joy of this nightly
phenomenon never grew old for Stella.
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night sky for a long while. When she finally fell asleep, she could
not recollect. Before she slept, Stella revisited in her mind, more
than once, the mysterious events of the day. Just before Stella
finally drifted off, she wondered when Scholar Ben would visit
again and what she would need to do to help her husband with
the new mission or ministry
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Chapter 10:
SESER TECH
“
And I have other sheep that are not of this fold. I must bring
them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one
flock, one shepherd.
John 10:16 KJV
Padre Nombre De Dios visited his chapel not long after sunrise.
There had been one small room in his tower with both a chair
and small table with a bible and kneeling mat, but the sense
that he had had upon entering that room was that it was a
prayer closet. A room only for him and Jesu Christo.
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Winthrop and Arthos sat in the chair circle. Winthrop sat a fine
mahogany locked box and key on the small table that was
located between his chair and Padre.
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Arthos tossed his cape back over his chair. Next, he removed
his feathered hat and placed it on the small table next to his
chair. A breeze that blew softly over the open walls of the round
thatched tiki hut tickled the red feather gently.
The musketeer untied two leather bags that had been fastened
by thongs to a utility and weapons harness he had been wearing
over his light leather armor. Arthos sat the leather bags next to
his hat. From the first he pulled out a rectangular four by six-
inch box, about an inch thick, attached to a chain. Arthos said,
“Observe carefully, dear Padre. One side of the box has a
latched door. When wearing the device, be sure that the side
with the door is facing away from you.”
Arthos placed the plastic chain around his neck. “Only unlatch
and open the door when you are going to use the device.
Otherwise keep the door locked.”
Arthos opened the other leather bag and removed two small
capped cylinders about four inches long and two inches in
diameter. He removed a cone shaped object from each cylinder.
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“You may keep one cone in each pocket, and as long as your
body separates them, they are safe to carry in your pocket.
However, never take the stone cones out and leave them sitting
around. These are sound and energy devices. They create a
vibration. Any stone or metal, including both cones, will begin
to crack and crumble after being exposed for periods of time
longer than one hour.
“If you have the door open on the necklace the probability of
shattering one or more of the components, or other items, is
greatly intensified.”
Arthos arose from the chair, picked up the small cones, one in
each hand. Notice dear Padre, that I am holding each cone with
the pointed end firmly grasped in each hand with the flat end
of the cone, facing out of my hands and away from you, Padre
and Winthrop. If you are holding the real stone cones, only
point them at an enemy or a safe target.
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thirty yards by the time the full range is reached. You aim by
positioning your hands with the flat ends of the cones focused
on the target. Where the two fields connect the energy and
sound combine. The archon said that this produces a pulse
cannon effect.
“The stone that is produced is like that of the portal cones, but
not as dense and does not have the pattern of squares, circles
and rectangles found on a portal cone. The Medusa Stones are
also unique in that they ring like a crystal bell when you shake
them.”
“Be careful Padre, thee must not allow any friendly fire
incidents. That is the way the archon phrased it.”
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Knight entered the circle of chairs and sat back away from the
others, but nodded to all, then sat quietly, his piercing black
eyes devouring the morning’s show and tell.
Winthrop stood and said, “As Scholar Ben is wont to say, ‘I take
my leave.’” Winthrop and Arthos exited the tiki hut and walked
back to the training grounds.
“He also told me that we are to read several verses together from
your new Bible. He said that you are to read, out loud, Acts
chapter ten. Chief Dancer is to read Romans 11:4 out loud.
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“Chief Dancer didn’t actually hear this part Padre, but the sense
I had is that we both would have a hard time accepting what
Jesus was telling us to do, when we figure out what this verse
applies to in real life. And whatever it is, I think you will have
a much harder time than I will.”
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Nombre, that you are not the only servant of the Most High, on
this planet!
Padre put the scroll down on the table and watched it roll
together with a crackly whoosh before he continued, “Oh, I
forgot. Jazz said it would be a dangerous journey, but that
Chief Dancer, Miss Sokolov and the lad Knight are essential, as
is the Seser device, if we are to complete the mission.
“I expect that after breakfast your braves and Miss Sokolov will
arrive sooner or later. Knight, as you can see is already quietly
gracing us with his presence. Should we talk now about Jesu
Christo and how best to work together, Chief Dancer, as
brothers in the Lord Most High’s Service?”
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The screen door clanged shut with a snap as the tall, thin Metis
Deedra entered the lodge carrying a large wooden bucket of
water. Deedra exclaimed, “Oui, my friends! The water from the
pump-jack near the laundry hut tastes really good here!
Magnifique! Better than the water back in Nahanni,” as she sat
the bucket on top of the rustic countertop next to the tea kettle.
Deedra grabbed a ladle off a hook hanging on the side of a
cabinet and scooped water into a large white and gray speckled
tea pot.
Tolly stood up from the cook stove, shut the door, and pressed
the fastener mechanism into place. She smiled at Deedra and
said “Ya, ya…Danka,” as she placed the tea pot on the cook
stove to boil.
Deedra pulled out one of several glass jars from their position
along the back of the countertop and unscrewed the lid.
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Bending over the jar and sniffing deeply of the dried leaves she
chattered, “Merveileux! My Gosh Tolly, I think this one has
peppermint tea! It even has one of those metal ball doohickeys
for brewing the tea. What are they called?”
Wind-Elk adjusted her robe and stifled a yawn, “Da, zhey call it
a tea infuser, my dear, uhm, Deedra. My servants at
Government House in Sitka liked to use zhem. Is zhat zhe
correct way to say your name? Dee-dra?”
Lydia wiggled in her chair, toyed with her apple core, then said,
“I don’t care how she spells it, but I like calling her Dee Dee.
Even though my name is Lydia, I prefer being called Lydi.”
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Tolly who was pulling thick wooden cups from the cupboard
suddenly clasped her hands and arms over her belly, bent
forward and began weeping. “What’s wrong Tolly?” exclaimed
Deedra.
Tolly adjusted the oaken skewer that firmly positioned the tight
granny bun in her wavy yellow gold hair, Finally, Tolly said, “My
Da I miss! I cried when my Ma died. For a long time, I cried. But
this is different. I know my Da is alive, but I can’t go to him!
Depends on me, he does, so much! And nein idea does he have,
where I am!”
Lydi added, “Oui, I agree. For those of us who are ready, maybe
we should go around and talk about it. Most of us talked about
our parents when we were introduced yesterday at the ring
portal. I really don’t want to explain myself again, but I do agree
that I really miss them.
“It bothers me about what the Padre said about not being able
to go back. This is a much nicer place to live than the long
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“Here, we don’t have jobs. Yet. You can’t go down to the trading
post to get flour, salt or a bolt of cloth, here abouts, but the
weather is warm. Fruits and vegetables grow everywhere
outside.”
Deedra nodded, “I’ll start passing out the mugs of tea. We’ll add
some cool water and honey to Raven and Mouse’s mug. I think
they are old enough for honey to be safe. Millie can help them
share it. We don’t want them to burn their lips or spill hot tea
on themselves.”
Upon hearing their names, Raven and Mouse smiled, but did
not speak.
One nein and a chorus of nons were the words that greeted her
ears in response to her query. “Zhe only trait I inherited from
my, uhh, mozher, mother, is my feminine figure and coppery
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skin. She was the youngest daughter of zhe chief of zhe largest
Tlingat tribe of Northern Canada.”
Wind-Elk chuckled, arose from her chair, pulled off the beaver
pelt that was draped over the seat, and sat back. Wrapping the
pelt over her head and around her chin, leaving only her nose
and eyes exposed, she said, “Pretend zhat zhis pelt is a beard
and Russian winter hat. Imagine that my robe is a zhree-piece
suit with a tie. Except zhat he was six-two and I am five feet
and eleven inches tall in flat shoes, I look like my father, but
younger. Of course, he is almost fifty years old, now, and has
just started plucking stray gray hairs out of his beard!
“His eyes were dark green just like mine. Father’s facial
features, except that he had a thick, but well-groomed beard,
looked like me. Father was a brave, yet kind man. His name
was Viktor.
“My father was an expert shot wizz a rifle and pistol and often
trained with his valet who was an expert in hand-to-hand
combat, grappling and knife fighting.
“I wanted to learn zhe art from his valet as well, but my father
wanted me to know just enough to protect myself. Father
wanted me to exercise my mind rather zhan my body. He hired
tutors to teach me a variety of subjects. Father’s dream was for
me to become a professional tutor for wealthy and influential
families.”
“Did…did you get along well with your father, Wind-Elk?” asked
Millie shyly, looking into Wind-Elk’s large dark green eyes, but
then back at her hands.
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“Father turned, just before he had entered the door and locked
it, and said in a very firm, icy tone, ‘Wind-Elk dear, I shall not
put up with your str-ong-will-ed be-hav-ior! When you zhrow
tan-trums like zhis, I feel like I am play-ing chess a-gainst a pig-
e-on! Does not mat-ter how good at chess you are, the pig-e-on
is just going to knock all zhe pieces over, def-ecate green gu-
ano pen-ny can-dy on top of zhe bo-ard, de-clare it-self zhe win-
ner and fly a-way!’”
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Deedra laughed and cried, “Oui, you are really a princess! Then
she cocked her head to one side and asked, “Did they love each
other, Wind-Elk? Did they get along well?”
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“Zhe angel told Father zhat he should follow his family tradition
of zhe European Nobility model of marriage, except for one
thing. European nobility marriages were notorious for adultery
and unfaithfulness. Zhe angel told my father zhat zhey were ‘to
go the extra mile’ to be faithful to one another.
“Zhe angel also said zhat my father was not to dominate her, or
she would react by becoming resistant and rebellious. Zhe
angel told Father that he needed to honor Jesus first, but love
her with all of his heart.
“Zhe angel told my father that if he honored Jesus first and was
kind and firm, rather than harsh and controlling, her love for
him would cause her to want to serve and please him. And
because she loved her husband, later she would come to love
Jesus before it was her time to go to her heavenly home.”
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Dene Strong-Oak placed her fists on her hips and nodded her
head. “Dene Strong-Oak drink tea while Wind-Elk changes
clothing. Dene Strong-Oak drink tea fast!”
Tolly arose, her bright blue eyes widened with surprise, at Dene
Strong-Oak’s visit. Tolly had not inherited her mother’s coppery
skin and medium brown eyes, but knew the ways of First
Nations people, and was stunned that the Old Medicine woman
would deign to come alone to visit a half paleface. Tolly filled a
mug with steaming tea from the kettle and pressed it into Dene
Strong-Oak’s thick gnarled hands.
Millie held the toddler’s hands and walked with them to the tiki
chapel.
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Lifting one eyebrow Padre asked, “Verily, what has you in such
a dither, Dene Strong-Oak?”
Padre asked, “Did you see where the old man was dancing? Who
captured him?”
Dene Strong Oak stopped shuffling from side to side. “First see
portal like Wolf-Head. Different stone ring. Old man with shiny
white hair dance. He sing many creator song.
“See small water jumpers. Also, lizards with three eyes. Three
eye lizards chase jumpers and swimmers in pond. Moon high in
sky. Then new place. No moonlight. Only flambeaus.
“Long white hair hung by wrists off floor. Blood all over. Small
ugly man. Fat. Long nose. Torment Long-White-Hair. Very
dark. Cannot see. Torch by Long-White-Hair. Dark other places.
“Fat little man with long nose force him to drink evil hot drink.
Not tea! Long haired white man, but not man, he laugh and
mutter, weep and sleep. Over and over. Little fat man keep
cutting him, lick his blood. Every day, more than once, fat man
climbs up ladder, force evil hot drink!”
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“Any idea who the small fat man with the long nose is, Dene
Strong-Oak?”
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“They like fish, but only eat a little flesh on back of fish, then
throw away. Eat it raw.
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“Verily, I see you are correct, Chief Dancer. As for Miss Sokolov,
I would prefer that Wind-Elk not come as this will be a
dangerous journey. It seems Jesus has expressly asked for her,
though. Will you be joining us, Wind-Elk?”
Waving with his left hand, LaClare, right arm still bundled in a
sling, had been so cheerfully loquacious during the community
meal that Medicine Horn had called him He-Who-Talks-A-Lot.
He had even out-talked Deedra. Dexter had enjoyed being the
center of attention and astounded the gathering by telling them
of his adventures, while working long summers at his uncle’s
ranches – one in Colorado and the other in North Dakota. He
had started as a cattle drive cook’s gopher at the age of eleven,
but by the time he was nineteen had been a cattle wrangler for
several years. Going to college and then through his skills and
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Padre, once again dressed in his leather armor with chain mail
pullover, waved an arm dramatically in a slow circle above his
head, whistled, and strode briskly towards the north west exit
of the compound. He adjusted the brightly colored spikey
dinosaur helm on his wide oval head and ran the fingers of one
hand over his short black ponytail. He had not had time to
repair his turtle shell shield. Padre was thinking about the day
or so long, and probably much longer walk, to Lilly Pad Portal.
As the others fell into a single file line behind Padre, Knight
tugged at paladin’s arm and asked, “Padre, why don’t you wear
armor like Winthrop? He wears armor like the knights in my
book. It was an illustrated edition, so I can tell that knights
don’t wear armor of the type that you wear.”
“Even though during practice combat it may feel like your sword
or mace clangs against him, the metal is an illusion. It weighs
very little. If I were wearing that same full-plate armor, I could
barely move. Now if I had pages to mount me onto a horse, just
prior to battle, or a jousting match, that would be different.
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“Yes.”
“Verily, not that I ever saw one, an extra grande anyway, mind
you,” lectured Padre. “Way before my time, when I was back on
earth, it is said an adult T-Rex was about 40 feet long. They get
up to twenty feet or so longer here. And that’s just a good sized
one, not a grande! The old crippled dinosaur that the wolf pack
killed at Wolfshead Portal yesterday morning, was about thirty
feet long and maybe a yard or so. Forsooth, it was bigger than
the big grizzly that you ‘tipped’ that was a bit over twenty feet
long.”
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Both Padre and Knight scanned the area. Knight said nothing.
Finally, Padre said, “The wind is traveling towards us, so unless
the wind shifts, I think they are too far away to smell us. There
is a lake, just out of range of vision. There are many carnivores
there. They are hunting sauropods and other creatures that live
around the lake. The main target of the moment seems to be a
crash of rhinos being dogged by a pride of spotted cave lions on
the opposite side of the lake.
Intent on the activity to the north, they did not see the
gargantuan monster that had appeared on the southern
horizon along one side of the tor. Not a grande specimen, it was
still quite large. It reared its massive reptilian head from sniffing
the ground near its feet. When it reared its head up into the
sky it sniffed the air, taking in great draughts, and then it
roared.
Seeing the monster in the distance, they ran toward the distant
stone circle. It bellowed angrily as it charged like a two-legged
locomotive. The group continued their rush towards the stone
circle. It was still far away.
The giant T-Rex slowed slightly but continued to haul its
massive sixty-foot body, towards the group. Still far away, its
long steps, balanced by its long tail, ate up the distance way too
swiftly. The height and girth of the beast loomed over them,
even in the distance. That distance was rapidly vanishing.
Charging forward like a mobile siege tower it continued,
growling, growing ever larger, as it approached them.
Closing the distance, the enraged T-Rex, became even more
menacing. The reverberations of its steps were loud and
booming at first. The deadliness of the encounter intensified as
the earth-pounding impacts of each step forced Padre’s group
to stagger.
“Medicine Horn is afraid! Quick Padre! Make it explode with
Magic Cannon!”
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fight.” He focused again and blasted the T-Rex. Padre fell to his
knees.
The T-Rex twisted its upper body spasmodically and used its
shaking legs to force itself up. But this time, upon arising the
T-Rex screamed, shook itself in frustration, and rushed back in
the direction it had come from, lurching and waddling,
awkwardly. The beast did not stop until it was lost to sight in
the distance.
High Back Bull and Snow Owl, careful not to get in front of him,
pulled Padre upright and held him in position. Padre signaled
when he could stand unaided and shut the door that covered
the donut stone of the pulse cannon. Then, starting to shake
from exhaustion and the aftermath of the battle, Padre fumbled
but put away the cones in their protective cylinders.
High Back Bull said, “High Back Bull has no words! Padre has
defeated Great T-Rex by self.”
Padre tuned out the chatter around him. The words were a
blur. Only Knight remained quiet and watchful. Padre focused
on taking one step at a time.
At last they entered the stone circle. Leaning back against the
tall stone cone of the circle. Padre chewed a piece of jerky and
sipped water from his flask. Wind-Elk smiled and passed a bag
of apples and carrots around the group. When she came to offer
some to Padre he had slumped back against a cone pillar, legs
splayed out in front of him, sitting fast asleep. The others
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decided to let him sleep for an hour or so and then wake him
up.
Oskar Snow Owl said, “Oskar Snow Owl and Small Bear must
show tracks to Padre.”
“Come, Padre. Show you more tracks.” Padre could read sign,
but while he was almost an expert, he could tell that both Oskar
and Small Bear were, masters, if not grand masters of the craft.
Padre motioned the others, except for Oskar and Small Bear, to
stay back within the confines of the circle as they exited the
sand onto the shorter grasses and trillium blanket outside of
the circle near the Lilly Pad Pond. As they stepped outside,
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had lost the tracks of Shiny-Hair. Oskar and Small bear had
answered Padre’s query by saying that the scant indication had
just vanished. Upon being pressed they had said that either the
being had vanished, or the sign indications were too weak to
find. The opening was too narrow for Padre to use, forcing him
to Far Travel inside the barrier.
When the trackers caught up, Padre asked, “Do you want to
stay on the trail to the rock or go check around the large pool?
Forsooth, the edge of the pond should show more sign than the
rocky sections of this trail.”
Oskar Snow Owl and Small Bear both nodded and carefully
observed the ground ahead of them. Inside the barrier
perimeter the landscape had changed from grasslands to
pockets of oak and maple stands, that dotted the hillsides that
began on each side of the rocky trail. They came at last to the
next pool. It was larger and deeper than the former pools.
Small bear exclaimed, “Small Bear sees mocc tracks at the edge
of the pool!”
Oskar said, “Oskar Snow-Owl sees dim tracks in the pool. Toe
prints. Moccs gone.”
Padre added, “Forsooth, Oskar and Small Bear, unless you see
tracking sign of Shiny-Hair near the pond, I don’t see any.”
Oskar and Small Bear squatted and conferred, observing at
least three steps of terrain between them and the pond.
Oskar finally said, “Padre is right. Who teach Padre to track?”
Padre laughed, “Forsooth, my father taught me a little tracking.
He was the blacksmith and tended the tack and horseshoeing
for a mercenary band.
“Sometimes we would need to find missing horses or back track
one that would comeback without its rider.
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“You won’t believe it, but the one who taught me advanced
tracking was Arthos! He has a gadget that I can wear on my
helmet that allows him to see what I see. Even though he cannot
leave my compound, if I am wearing it, he can see what I see. I
know it is hard to believe, but even though he was not with me,
he could talk to me. That and experience, by the grace of Jesu
Christo, was my teacher.”
Padre watched the others. Most of them seemed to be confused
by some of his tale, but they had seen too many strange and
inexplicable events, since arriving in Corstevah, to be skeptical.
Knight cried, “There is a bundle of clothing behind that tree!”
Padre exclaimed, “Forsooth, I should have seen that! I was too
occupied by the tracks by the pool, and my story! I missed that.”
Oskar Snow Owl grinned, and Small Bear grunted, at Knight’s
perceptive observation.
Stepping carefully up the slope and around the tree opposite of
the pond, Padre squatted next to the tree. The first item of
clothing was a long armless trench coat, made of reptile-skin.
Below it was a pair of long oval moccasins and an item that
resembled a kilt but made of what he surmised were rabbit
pelts. Padre held up the coat in front of him. “Forsooth, my best
guess is that he is a bit over six feet tall, and much leaner than
I am.” He dusted off a few blades of grass from the jacket and
carefully folded it. Nombre added, “Knight, if you please, hold
this coat for me.”
Knight dutifully held the jacket. Padre unslung his backpack
and pulled out a large neatly rolled drawstring bag crafted of
leather. He slapped the moccasins and kilt against the maple
tree, then placed them with the armless trench coat into the
bag.
“Oskar Snow Owl thinks we should check the other side of the
pool.” Oscar dipped his finger into the pool and carefully tasted
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it. “Oscar Snow-Owl test water. Sweet. Not bitter like below
pools close to stone circle.”
Padre nodded and watched the two native trackers walk to the
other side of the pool.
“Small bear grunted.” Finally, he said, “More tracks. Smaller
than Shiny-Hair foot. Two or three small heavy men. Strange!
Moccs should show up better, but not clear, even in mud.”
“Oskar Snow-Owl sees small war club!” Hidden beneath a
thicket of pink snowy milkweed, Oskar pulled out a small
wooden club. Only a section of the handle had been visible. The
weapon had been laying near the edge of the pond, concealed
by the drooping blossoms of the pink snowy milkweed plant.
Oskar exclaimed, “Blood!” He sniffed it, dabbed its dried
stickiness with his pointer finger and then licked it. “Not like
ours. Hint of silver taste. Less iron. Color similar.” Oskar
twisted the club. “Hmm. Blood sparkles in sunlight. Strange.”
Small Bear said, “They carry Shiny-Hair away. Not long after
they began following it, the signs became too weak.
“I’ve been thinking, forsooth,” said Padre, as he fingered his
curly black goatee. “I think Shiny Hair can Far Travel like me.
He knew where this big pond was, so he came here, stepped out
of his moccs and tossed them next to that maple tree. Next, he
tossed his jacket and kilt over them. There is sign, but not as
much as there should be, for the little tracks. Even bearing
weight in damp soil and over grass, not as much sign is evident
as there should be. Sounds like---”
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Then the paladin placed his finger to his lips and whispered,
“My danger sense is increasing. I will explain the
communications device to you later when we are safe!”
Rather than being single file behind Oskar and Snow Owl, the
others were spread out on either side and around Padre. He
thought about the Pulse Cannon, but the door was locked on
the donut necklace and the hand units were contained in the
cylindrical protective containers. Additionally, too many people
were positioned so he could not safely use the device. He did
not want to have any, as the archons had called it, ‘friendly fire
incidents’ or risk turning any of his friends into Medusa Stones.
Padre started pulling out his katana. He never cleared leather.
Suddenly Padre was spun like a top. He kept his balance, but a
short spear pierced his back thigh. The armor had been
penetrated by the blow, but it felt as if the barb had not pierced
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bathing, bounced off the rear of her cranium, behind her ear.
Blood trickled from the back of her head and pooled on the
grass, but otherwise she seemed unhurt, only unconscious.
“Where are they coming from!” exclaimed Knight. “Why can’t I
see them, Padre!”
“Quiet muchacho! Watch me now! Listen! Do what I do!”
whispered Padre.
Knight almost missed it when Padre closed his eyes. Knight
jumped to a position with his back to Padre, closed his eyes and
listened.
Padre heeded the aural environment carefully, tuning out
Knight’s breathing and the wildlife symphony of the forest glen.
He heard the swish of an attack. Instead of meeting his body,
the Dark Skraeling met the thrust of the paladin’s katana and
died screaming at Padre’s feet. Padre finally jerked the short
spear from the back of his thigh.
The other Dark Skraeling, lying at Knight’s feet, almost at the
same time, expired, but not as quickly. Both Dark Skraelings
materialized as they were dying. They were small, and wizened
humanoids. Ugly faced men, with lumpy heads, slant eyes, long
bulbous noses and narrow jutting, jimber-jawed chins, the
thick-chested brutes lay bleeding and still in death. Both were
dressed in ragged sour smelling poorly crafted animal hides. As
soon as they had appeared, the light bending technology no
longer hiding them, the metallic and leather armor bracers fell
off their forearms onto the grass.
Suddenly Wind-Elk vanished. Gone as well was the lifeless body
of Medicine Horn.
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Writing has been a journey with many waysides for Mr. O'Conner. He began
reading at an early age and dreamed of becoming a well-known author.
Over the years friends eagerly read his poetry and short stories. Most who read
the short story “HILBERT SPACES AND XIBALBAN GOLD,” said they
couldn't put it down until they had finished it. Mid-West Book Review gave
Wayne O’Conner an honorable mention for promising new author for his
short story book, Adventurer’s Horn in 2014. After that, Mr. O'Conner began
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