Valiant: Knock Knock…The Bell Tolls…The Magic Hour…Come Faith…Come Witchcraft…

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*song* ‘The Mystics Dream’ by Lorena McKenna

Te pen…The paper, the notebook…
This isn’t Heaven, but sure feels like Hell…
So where, when is the moment of Truth…?
The Revelation…that resolves and brings
The revolution…that’s not up to me…

“The distractions that hold you back…” Varence
Said…mysteriously; typical.

“The Quantum Singularity that activates…” Ceres
Said peacefully; so perfectly determined and beautiful…
“Sound…The Music moves and inspires.”
“The Peace, The Comfort of Unity,” Kierista said; the
Invincible grace she had…”Of Friends…here, there…
Lost…but not Forgotten.”

VIR’riel only growled…it was a moody, intolerant growl;
Very appropriate.

Rana sighed…”The Proverbial declarations…
How grand. If words could only accomplish
So much…I prefer actions…Actions speak
Louder than words.”

“So what’s next?” I asked.

Camlo nervously cleared his throat… “The transports…
Are coming!”

The room began to shake…slowly…steadily…
Continuously…

“I told you…” Varence began to say…before
Rana heard his voice, saw the arrogant smile on
His face…then jumped to her feet and slapped
Him hard across the face…she really belted him
Too. “Stop doing that!” Varence insisted.

“No.” Rana only said, coldly…The glimmer of
Challenge in her eyes.

I had to laugh, I confess…The sight and
Sound of her hand on his cheek…brought a bit
Of relief.

“What happens next is…they will hunt.”
Rana answered me.

Varence tried to stare her down, but in truth…
She made him nervous…For all the strength and
Attitude he possessed…She was a force no one could
Prepare for…no one. “I sincerely hope one day
You calm down.”

“When words are enough to change things…
Perhaps it will happen.” She told him, eyes
Blazing golden fires.

“The transports are coming!” Camlo reminded them,
Still so nervous; this was his never-ending manner.
“Has anyone heard me?”

Ceres moved to the console, beside him then she
More calmly read them. “They are near…Still, they
Are too close together in coming…”

A moment of silence as everyone took in the moment.

“I see ghosts.” I mumbled, “No matter what
Happens…I still see their faces.”

“You always will,” Ceres said kindly…here stance
Her posture… the way her blond wavy hair cascaded…
The sight of her hair was comforting, “For as long as
You live…Because they meant something to you.”

“Kathy…The Others…Her dreams, mine…Theirs…”
I said. “I swear…I feel like a character in
Someone else’s story…no say in my part at all.”

“That is a common thought for many.”
Kierista said as she took a seat at the console,
Very calmly.

“I do not understand,” Camlo exclaimed, “Am I
The fool then? Why is everyone so relaxed of what
Is happening? This is madness!”

“Try crying or screaming,” Varence laughed, “That
Might bring you relief…Relax Camlo, it is
Merely the greater scheme of things unfolding…
Accept it.”

The shaking of the room grew…
The hum was unsettling…

“I do not understand the confusion.” Rana
Said, her tone almost bitter through tightly clenched
Teeth. “How many times must words be said
Before something is done…read it, watch it, listen to
It…then something happens…and there is shock?
That’s why I ACT…REACT…forget the worries and
The shock…it wastes time.” She pointed to me, to
The notebook. “That’s why I’m here…when it’s
Time to do something, do it. Forget the distractions.
Please learn this already.”

“Something is wrong.” Ceres said, noting the readings.

“Finally.” Camlo declared.

“What is it?” Kierista asked, for everyone’s curiosity.

“They are too close together.” Ceres explained. “Both
Transports must have departed at the same time…
From different destinations on the planet. Neither
Will concede to the other…Saturn…They can
Not arrive at the same time.”

“What is the urgency?” Varence asked.

Ceres froze, her eyes bulged…glassy, concerned.
“Vala’s transport…SHI’Kar is with her!”

“Shi’Kar? Kierista exclaimed. “Why?”

“Who is that?” I asked.

“And the game only grows more interesting. “Varence
Smiled slyly. “A Game of Lions is it? Apparently
It is more than that…now.”

Rana groaned…VIR’riel growled…then moved beside her.
“SHI’Kar is the ascended master of the Hawkmen.
The Leader of what remains of the Great Lost Bird race.”
Rana explained. “Wonderful.”

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“What it means, my friend,” Varence said resuming
His very tall strong posture, “Is that the Owl and
The Pussycat may law each others eyes out.”

“Have you forgotten what the floor feels like?”
Rana asked him hotly. “Need I remind you?”

Varence held out his hands in peace. “I apologize.”

“What is coming?” I asked her a little nervous.
“Do I need to worry?”

Rana turned to me very politely…and I got the
Impression she did not do this often. “I realize
There is much you do not know….But you must
Accept…this gift you have…commands interest…
Many want to see it…and many will want to
Own it.”

“WHAT?” I asked. “Own?”

“Why did you have to tell him that?” Varence
Begged, sincerely concerned. “He didn’t have to
Hear that yet.”

“The sooner the better.” Rana told him.

“I have managed to sort it out,” Ceres informed
Everyone as her hands, fingertips ran over the
Console…”Evangella will dock first…
Through Mars…into the Earth’s portal now.”

“You managed to have Vala wait?” Kierista was
Stunned. “She is like Rana, she waits for
No one!”

“A time of miracles!” Varence laughed.

“Oh. Please,” Rana said rolling her eyes, “As if
Either of them are of lesser temperaments…
Evangella, studies all manner of Heavenly accords…
Vala all sciences and powers of the mind…
They are equally volatile and forgiving.”

“The great Priestess and the Great Witch…” Varence
Only said like a song… “It will be interesting.”

“Interesting?” Rana asked. “I could scream now.”

“Transport coming to port…” Camlo informed
Everyone…to the strange silence that came as
They waited. “Resting to a halt…the doors
Are opening.”

No one moved…There was only silence.
Rana’s great black cat let out this low endless
Growl…

“Evangella is here.” Camlo said turning to everyone.
“She is here…” He could not understand why
No one moved. “Did anyone hear me?”

Ceres watched Varence’s expression…his solid
Pose…Rana’s presence made him unsettled.
“Well,” Ceres said to him, “Again another
Moment for you…what are you waiting for?”

Varence moved calmly towards the door as echoes
Of movement from the corridor on the other side
Told them she was coming. “Perhaps I am
Wary of another impulsive greeting,” he said
Sarcastically. “Perhaps I will be greeted with
A caning!”

“Oh don’t be ridiculous…Apollo…” Rana said
To him through fluttering playful eyelashes.
“She studies religions…My sister would
Never use a cane…It would have to be
A sacred object of some sort…or a sword
To castrate your…ego.”

“Ha.” He replied to her as the doors opened…
There she stood beneath the golden light
Greeting him with a lovely smile…Another
Flawless tall beautiful sister…so fair, she
Seemed to glow of something divine…There
Truly was something different about her…

“Greetings Evangella…” Varence smiled for her.

Evangella only nodded to him…she said
Nothing…then walked past him straight
Into the room…firmly…ignoring him…Her
Eyes immediately found and focused
On her sisters as she rested to a stop before
Them. “Hello, Kierista…Ceres, Rana…it has
Been a very long time.”

As they each calmly kindly greeted
Her I found myself transfixed by
Evangella’s entrance. I had never seen
Her before…Strange, because it seemed
I had been drawing all the sisters for
Years…But she was new…

Evangella was beautiful, as were all
The sisters…This was obviously a powerful
Family trait…

But…Evangella…So new…I found myself
Studying her very intently…Her eyes, her
Hair…Their hair…what was it about the
Hair of these women? But Evangella’s hair,
It was so different, I had never ever seen
A color like that before…

Her hair was elegantly pulled back over her
Ears, bound by these golden clasps with
Jewels…then fell in long swirls and curls
Down her back in these long streams…Some
Glossy tendrils fell gently over her shoulders…
Her hair, their hair, was a masterpiece in
Color and adornments that none could
Rival…

But Evangella…The color of her hair…my
Eyes, my mind was fascinated…A pastel-like
Color…in an orangey-pinkish red. I know
No word to describe it. Like nothing on Earth…

The color…The result of a rare collection
Of genes from both parents…How could
Such a color exist like that? The formulas
Filled my head…
Both parents must have carried a recessive
Gene for this red…dulled by a complex set
Of genes to dilute this…no empty wasted
Junk DNA…for this color required a complex
Set of color requirements to occur.
The Blond genes…an incompletely dominant
Trait of Gold…with modifiers to enhance the
Color by recessive genes…Champagne to dilute
The outer edges, thus producing highlights…
This meant Blond, or gold was definitely
Incompletely dominant…Determined by
The parents…Dominant on one side, perhaps
The Father’s side? Therefore incompletely on
The Mother’s. ..Different shades of Gold
Manifested by different DNA in the
Bloodlines…generations of mixing with
Other colors…
At one point on both sides…there was a
Significant consistency of Gold or Blond
Genes…with no other interfering color genes.
Then at some point other colors were
Introduced…Yes, definitely…the champagne,
Or highlights were contributing factors then…
This determined dominance…then allowed
Manifestation of other colors…the modifiers,
Or amplifying genes darkened the gold to a
Beautiful shade of amber…or the auburn brown
As with Rana’s hair with gold highlights…

But Evangella’s hair! That Fantastic shade,
A perfect blend of salmon or carmine with
Another perfect blend of the Red and Gold
To Create this Orange-hue…But no pinkish
Color exists in hair on Earth? Some other
Recessive DNA contributors must exist in
Their race to create this unusual color…
But what though?
A very strong, intensely pure Red must
Be introduced to alter those incompletely
Dominant Gold-Blond genes…
The Darkest shades of red…like a Cherry…
Or Garnet! Could colors exist in their race
Like this? They must!
What could create that color hair though?
The Red genes also must have carried dilute
Genes…Yes, hidden dilute factors…
Not champagne though…No translucency
Either…These colors were intense…pure…
The only possible conclusion is another color,
One I have not seen before…Blue. Yes, blue…
But only in the subtlest form…and only therefore
As a complex recessive trait…A sex-linked gene?
Possibly…

If both parents carried complex dilute genes
This would permit this…such as the pale
Creamy blond shade of Kierista’s hair.
But the chances must be so rare for this other
Color…and it could mean only one thing…
Among their people…some would have to have
Blue, or Pink, or even Purple hair. This
Would be extremely rare though. The
Chances nearly impossible…
Unless those recessive genes were isolated and
Reproduced enough to manifest in the
Population of a very rare group or family…
On an island, or enclosed land mass or
Something…

“What is he doing?” Rana asked watching
Me, my thoughts.

“I believe he is analyzing her DNA.” Kierista
Said admirably surprised.

“And this would be…?” Evangella nodded
At me…

Ceres came to my side. “This is the one…Bill…
I named him Valiant.”

“I’m sorry,” I told them. “I was distracted.”

“Ah…” Evangella said softly, her entire
Manner…I don’t understand why they
Seemed intimidated she was very polite..
Gentle…a sweet voice. She stood, and carried
Herself very nobly…like a princess; they all
Did. “Word travels fast…” She nodded at me,
Then turned to Kierista. “And you, my sister…
OR’riel of the Lion Men came quite directly
To tell me…you are with child?”

“He did?” Kierista smiled in surprise. “Yes,
Yes I am…Is no word or secret of my own allowed?
Has he told everyone?”

“It is such wonderful news,” Ceres said joining
Them smiling, “No small news either…And
OR’riel is the great orator.”

The room shook distinctly. The lights flashed.

Rana raised her eyes to the flickering lights…
“That must be Vala.”

“The second transport approaches…” Camlo said…

“Evangella, is this news consuming everyone?”
Varence asked. “What of the revolution?
The throne…BR’riel?”

She did not acknowledge him at all… “Kierista,
Our entire family will be overwhelmed by the
News! Excitement? The pure elation! This
News is a celebration! But…This is no
Place for you! This world…This corrupted
Earth…you cannot stay here, you cannot.”

“I’m fine.” Kierista told her family. “Truly I am.
I realize the news will excite our brothers and
Sisters…But I am here for a reason…”

“Much is going on.” Ceres said.

“Please,” Evangella said, she begged. “What
Could be more important?”

“Look into his eyes,” Rana pointed to me,
“Then ask that question again…if you can.”

“The transport!” Camlo exclaimed…Trying to
Tell them of the strange readings…

Varence stepped forward then…shaken
Slightly by Evangella’s total lack of addressing
Him. “You come with such urgency…”
She only then turned to face him…
Blinking sweetly…A moment of silence…
His face curious…Hers so wide-eyed full of
Calm innocence. “Is something wrong?” He
Asked studying her face. She said nothing,
Only blinked and smiled…The picture of
Elegance. “Have I said something?”

The Lights flickered. Varence waited for
Her response…the silence was odd. No one
Saw it coming…when suddenly Evangella
Lashed out with such a forceful slap across his
Face that he flew sideways stumbling.
“Troublemaking Man-Boy are you!” She shouted.
“How dare you have my pregnant sister here…
At this place…This unstable world of hells
Slaves…If anything happens to her or her
Baby…Heaven won’t help you. “I’ll sin to bring
Your death myself.”

Varence swallowed then gathered himself
To his feet… “I am not surprised now…I
Expect no more.” As he returned to join them,
So did Rana. “I apologize…to the sisters of
Our Great Royalty…”

Before he could finish…Rana slapped him hard
Again. “I could not resist myself…the urge.”

The force of her strike swung his stance to the left…
Where then Evangella struck his cheek again.
“Nor I the penance!”

He backed away from them desperately. “Please
Stop doing that!”

“I feel entirely left out,” Ceres laughed, “I
Have been with him the longest…I have not
Hit him yet…May I have a turn?”

I had to laugh. Varence blasted out, “No!”
He held out his hand, “Please, enough!”

The lights flickered…the room rumbled.

“The transport!” Camlo shouted.

“What is it already?” Rana demanded.

“It can not dock…” Camlo told them…then
Pointed.

“Why not?” Kierista asked.

The lights flickered everywhere…panels…
Their faces were confused.

There was a rumble…Some ethereal sound…
Of heavy metal…moving…and another sound
I have no word for?

Then the doors opened…the lights stabilized…
The rumbling quieted…And there she was…

The Golden Light bathed her in glowing streams
Of light…This tall flawless beauty that
Came into the room…She was humming…
Her head dancing…in fact her walk was
A slow dance, like a strut…that
Emphasized her curves and womanly shape…
There was something about her…Striking…
Sizzling…Seductive…Her long pointed lashes
And eyebrows and smile…A wicked lovely
Beauty unlike the others…Her humming…The
Long straight gentle wave of her honey colored
Hair…
Her warm eyes…they were gold, they
Were blue…they were pink…changing colors?

She played with her fingers as she held her
Hands to her sides…Her humming! The
Expression on her face…Confidence…
“Hello…sisters…it’s been some time.”

“Vala” Kierista said first. Everyone was
Speechless of how she strolled…strut…
Entered the room.

“I thought your transport had difficulties?”
Varence questioned.

“It did.” Vala simply said…then resumed
Her humming as it became this…singing, this
Sirens-like song that mesmerized
She tilted her head, eyes to the side as
Her escort then entered…

Awesome. Power…Another giant entered
The room…Walking like a muscle man, 8 feet tall
Wearing a long white robe…his hands were
Four fingered talons…But his white head
Was a magnificent Hawks-Eagles…Large
Blazing yellow eyes…with sharp pupils…
They blinked like a bird, but had the great
Wisdom of…the ages…He said nothing…
This was the ascended master they spoke
Of, and he looked it.

“Everyone knows SHI’Kar.” Vala told them.

They nodded humbly for him…Even VIR’riel
Did this too with respect.

Vala continued her Sirens song…Eyeing her
Sisters…She seemed to have a very different
Purpose in mind…as she walked toward them,
She smiled at me…But it was more than a
Smile…it was a smile through her eyes
That spoke to say…I know all about you.
Her eyes locked onto the large image
Screen…she saw the artwork…pursed her
Lips as though to kiss it…she recognized it,
She did?

They were unnerved by her attitude.
“Vala?” Rana asked of her nature.

But Vala only continued to sing, her mind was
Set on something else. “Show me the Earth.”
She told the screen…and immediately the
Screen changed to a view of the Earth as it
Appeared from space.

“Vala?” Kierista asked.

“You…”Vala said, her voice this enchanting
Melody…she sang, she didn’t speak…”Bill…
Valiant,” she sang the words…so delightfully
It made me smile… “The writer of the words…
To share, to tell…For now the scribe…To
Become the Command…I know you. Don’t
Fear me…I am a friend.” Her eyes sparkled
Like a dream. “We’ve danced before…
Trough your pens and pencils…Rest
Knowing that’s how you know me.”

I smiled. “OK…”

“Vala?” Evangella then asked…They were
Confused by her entrance entirely.

“Hello to all, yes the news is marvelous,”
Vala sang. “Yes, the news of our sister’s
Pregnancy is marvelous…I care, I do…but
There are matters at hand…” She was a
Sight to behold…Her radiant eyes and lips
That smiled…She pointed at me, then the
Earth on screen… “So much is going on…
On this world of yours…”

“It is the season,” I said for some reason.

“A Holiday you call Christmas,” Vala sang…”
Playing with her hair over her shoulders…
Before her eyes became fixed and wild on the
Image of Earth.

“Write as I say exactly. Please, Don’t stray
Or edit words out.” Vala sang to me…
Commanding my fingers totally. “Hear me
Mice of mortals, the children of men…Thy
Will be done…” Her Sirens song insisted this.
“The Magic I weave is mine… I serve no
One, it is my own…I respect the Creator…
But I am of my own…Your world is a
Torrent of a mess…Lies and seas of lies…
Unraveling in tatters…The sorcery you
Esteem and prize…I SHATTER…
If you see it so to praise stupid things…
And worship unworthy masters…SCATTER…
You weave spells to imprison innocence, the
Time for change has come…SHATTER…
Shatter your schemes, your lies, your plots to
Hold things still in your leader’s control, the
Duress of poison…There is much truth to tell
So that nature is free…SCATTER you that
Imprisons hope…and SHATTER all matters you
Plot here for…I release you nature…Breathe
Now the breath of Freedom…You are Free Earth Free.”

“Just what is that supposed to be?” Rana
Asked her… “More of your magic? Words to
Taunt them with?”

Varence eyed her cautiously…He’d never seen
Vala before, but he knew of her…many did.
“More than words she sings…” It unnerved
Him. “She brings something else…”

Vala eyed him…into him, through him. “I
Enjoyed you more as Oberon…The great player…
Your riddles were interesting.”

“Hardly,” Ceres informed her sister… “Games…
Words…Secrets hidden in poetic verses…
A waste of time.”

Vala blinked at her… “Nothing comes easy.
We all must learn one way or another.”

Varence walked slowly to my side…his strange
Smile returning to his face as he studied Vala, and
She him…They were intrigued by each other.
“Bill, you should note this here to tell…Vala
Is the Seventh Sister…the Seventh daughter
Of the King, born to the Seventh Wife, who
Also gave birth to the Seventh son Malik of
The Great King.” He nodded, more a bow for her.
“Some would appreciate to know that.”

Rana then stepped towards me… “Ah yes
The Seventh daughter…The magic without end.”

“I bring what I bring,” Vala told them…
Though there seemed to be a confrontation going
On between her and Rana. “Your cat killed my
Owl…”

“I apologized.” Rana said flatly to her sister.

Vala squeezed her eyes. “Of course.”

“Vala, Please,” Kierista then said. “Just what
Is it you are trying to do?”

“Did I make such an entrance?” Evangella
Then asked, asked them all. “You all; know
My studies…Faith needs not to make a
Demonstration…True faith that is, to
Anyone…”

“For the wise, that is true.” Vala said, sang,
“Is that a fact here…Wisdom? Is that
What we are here for?”

“Clearly you have your own reasons.” Rana
Insisted.

“SHI’Kar heard there were bird people about…
He merely wanted to see.” Vala went on… “And
As for my reasons…Do you really want to know?”

“Just say your playful words and get it over
With already.” Rana seemed to growl.

“Playful?” Vala laughed and sang, “Ha! If
Only.”

Varence sensed it in the air…It was something
He had waited for, though truth be told he
Did not expect it this way…not from Vala.
“This is a pleasing surprise.” He said deeply.
“I welcome Vala’s coming…I am grateful.”

Ceres turned to him with a look of shock…
She saw that expression on his face, her lips
Curled… “She has you mesmerized! Her
Witchcraft and song has you enthralled!”

“I am only pleasantly surprised.” He told her.

I saw his face…Ceres was right, Varence was
In a sudden spell in Vala’s presence…

Vala only smiled, hummed…and sang without
Words through her eyes…They sparkled and
Changed color…as she looked over her sisters…
I noticed this subtle rivalry among them then,
Of who was wiser, who knew wit and tact,
Whose experience was more valuable…There
Was no competition of their beauty…No one
Could choose among them…But Vala’s attitude
Was that of a challenge.

“In time we will see what happens…” Vala
Sang to her sisters. She kept humming…
It was hard to concentrate…even the
Great VIR’riel seemed to purr.

“They wait, do they not?” Vala sang to me…
Her eyes flashing from me to the image of the
Earth.

“Wait?” I asked.

She only smiled at me…studying me… “I
Do not have to look in your eyes…the way
They did…I know what’s in there, that light.”
She looked about her sisters. “None of
You know…surely the readers do not…But
None of you know either…Who put this
Light in him…not even the Faithful
Evangella…Well, I will tell you…In fact
I will say it all now…On this Holy
Night of the Earth, it’s fair to tell…”
She pointed gently with sharp fingered nails
To me. “A great Prince of Angels put this
Light in him…Now you know…Perhaps
The greatest Prince…Names you are Forbidden
To know.”

Their eyes widened. They were stunned…I
Swear I never told anyone…

“Rest,” Vala sang to me, for me, “You
Did not tell, I did. It was time. It
Is time. In fact it is time for a great
Deal more now.” She looked at me intensely
Then… “I unlock these doors in you, in
Your mind…to remember now what you
Must remember…Call upon it and it will
Come to you…my friend.”

I have to admit…what she sang did
Make my head feel dizzy…

“And now,” Vala went on more intently…
Staring at the image of the Earth as she
Took steps towards it…as if to loom over it…
“The Earth…As Varence has said too often
Some will understand, some never will…But
As for my voice…I sing to the Earth, to its
Core…To her Nature…To the Elements…
To all things above and below…
Regardless if these words are read by
One and all…I sing it and it will be felt
By all…”

“To the vile Devils that stalk the shadows…
The Beast that haunts tormented souls, I
Blind you…I bind you with these songs of
Words, and blind you…Crave the wicked blood
And cannibalize your own henceforth and
Leave the innocent alone…For you and your
Serpent kin…and for those that serve you…
If you harm or shed more innocent blood
In unending agony will you suffer…SHATTER
Your nerves your plans your trophies…until
You surrender…everything you do, or plan will
Fail.”

“Unto the Earth,” Vala sang, “Hear me…
I call them…I call them…I call the
Corners…WAKE NOW…The time has come…
WAKE…I call the corners…The stone circle
Of old…In the land of Britain…WAKE…
Call to the Earth and then the Stars…Call
Your ancestors…Call to your brothers
And sisters in space…come to fix you, wake
You and break the curses and lies of the land…

I call the Corners…To the lands of the
Middle East…From Turkey to Syria to
Lebanon to Egypt…To the Secrets beneath
The ground to rise…The Sands of Blood
To freeze…The Secrets you never knew
Will be told…

I call the Corners…In the lands of
South America…Of Ancient Rain Forests
Fallen…lands of the Mayans the Aztecs
The Incas…Of long lost secrets and
Knowledge…Secrets of the Old World…
Shamans of the Forests raise your voices to
The sky to call for justice…For Nature to
Reclaim its strength…Only you can do this.

I call the Corners…In the lands of North
America, the Southwest…In the lands of
The Hopi, the Navajo, the Sioux…Where the
Anasazi once dwelt…Gather your Indian
Nations…to council…to dance and
Sing the cries of your ancestors…The WISEST
Shall know what to do…From and by
The Birds of Prey, Eyes will see…
From the Cry of the Nighthawk…
By the light of the moon…call your
Ages…The time of Justice is at hand…
Feel the power of the words to command
Thy will…To Speak to the Earth and
Her elemental Forces…Stop, cease from
Saying I…instead say We, We, We…
And that power will command all things.”

“The Future…The rulers of the land, if
Any hope there is to be…will come from
Their Indian Nations…And not until justice
And their land is returned to a harmony
Nature can forgive will there be any
Rest…False leaders minds and plots now
Scatter SHATTER…The Four Corners of
The Southwest shall decide the fate of the
Future now. For it has been said. Done.”

“Vala,” Ceres cried, “What have you done?”

Vala only smiled as a chilling mood
Settled in the air…

Everything felt different now…

Just then…The image of the screen
Flickered and changed to that of a man…
Sitting behind some desk of a stone room…
He was powerfully built, chiseled features…
Long blond hair, smooth tan skin and a
Ferocious expression…He glared at everyone
In the room.

“Brishan?” Kierista asked. “Brother is
That you?”

Varence leaned tome to explain, “He is
Their eldest brother now…Like Kierista he
Is a voice at the capitol and senate…”

“Sister,” Brishan said angrily, “Is it
True? Are you with child?”

She nodded confused, recent moments were
Still shaking her… “And everyone knows
My business…Brishan I am fine, it is
Alright.”

“What are you doing there?” Brishan
Demanded, yelled, “What are you doing
On that world?”

“We have matters to contend with.”
Varence explained.

“I will deal with you myself…later.”
Brishan said angrily. “I want my SISTER
Home…now.”

“Don’t order me, brother…” Kierista told
Him… “I am fine…Please…”

But his mind was set already…much
More was going on than anyone knew. “Then
You leave me no choice…”

Suddenly the room became alive…Panels
Of rainbows of all lights everywhere raced
And flashed…as if to stream upwards.

Varence raced towards the console to
See what was happening…the readings…
His expression became shock…almost
Panic… “They are uploading everything…
EVERYTHING! The entire history of the
Planet…of Earth…”

Ceres turned to me fast…she
Touched her finger to my brow… “Go
Now, we will speak later.”

That’s all for now.

Valiant.
My artwork: Witchcraft, Vala

 

 

 

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4 comments on “Valiant: Knock Knock…The Bell Tolls…The Magic Hour…Come Faith…Come Witchcraft…

  1. WHITE BUFFALO WOMAN COMES…SINGING…AND SO IT IS…

    She brings new life with Her…A genetically pure stain of Bison has been discovered in Southern Utah…that the 4 corners… 😉 BOOM BOOM BOOM BABY!

  2. This is the oracle and prophecy that is Merlyn’s…

    “When the root is bound to the crown
    Lucifer will show only light in the round
    Only light in the round, all stars heaven-bound
    Only light shall rise, the rest fall down
    Lucifer revealed, time tunnels returned
    Arcturians Antareans no longer spurned.”

    “This oracle and prophecy have I Merlyn, the timeless one, left for you to discover in the fields and rocks that you call home. For when the circles appear among the rows of wheat, then shall the rocks remember to you what must be done to seize the time and know your enslavement to time no more!” -The Arcturus Probe by Jose Arguelles

    One Hunapu

    “Star of the Evening
    Star of the Morning
    One Ahau will start the churning
    Watch for Venus, begin the learning…
    …Tzolkin, Haab, and Calendar Round
    Sperical music, magical sound…” -Maya Cosmogenesis by John Major Jenkins

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