RAGE OF ANGELS – EXCERPT # SIX

October 31, 2007

This block of text will actually be inserted near the end of the book. However, I wanted to remind myself of the end I was tending toward….
——————————–
Angari stood before the completed tower. Rising a thousand feet into the blue/green sky of Windfallow, it dazzled even the eternal eyes of the Alari. Gemstone left undressed, used just as it came from the quarries, rivaled Windfallow’s sun. Ruby, Sapphire, Emerald and Diamond reflected and refracted the light until a million rainbows fused into one and created a new horizon.
Angari stood before the tower. The marvelous tower. The tower he had designed and built with his own skill and Craftsmanship. His tower. The Tower of the Angels. No Great Bell hung here – “Though it should” he thought. No, rather a huge wind chime, suspended from the topmost spire, caught the breeze and the light together and sent echoes of music across the valley.
Suddenly he was not alone. Standing beside him, bathed in light unapproachable, was Michael. “What have you done, Angari?” The words came like icy flames to Angari’s mind.
“What have you done, Angari?”
The Alari fell to his knees, head bowed, hands turned palms up in reverence.
“RISE! DO NOT COMPOUND YOUR FOLLY BY WORSHIPPING ME!”

—————————————-
I would welcome comments and discussion on this blog. This is the last of the excerpts until more of this book is completed.

Advertisements

RAGE OF ANGELS – EXCERPT # FIVE

October 30, 2007

Here I begin to craft the battle lines of the Rage of Angels.This is the enemy…
—————-
Just beyond Angari’s comprehension there lurked in the Barrier Wood a being more dangerous to the Alari than anything he had met in the millennia he had been alive. Word had finally come to Lucifer, the great deceiver, the great dragon of Revelation, that an innocent world still existed. A shining light in the galaxy. A world not his. And protecting that world, an angel, an Alari he was called. Angari was his name. And Lucifer had it.
Now, he prowled the Barrier Wood. Abiding furiously until the day he brought the Alari under his control. Words would be his weapon. Words more subtle than those he used to drive those two from Eden. Always in the Alari’s thoughts as he rested in the shade of the Barrier Wood. As though they were his own; as though he alone had thought of them; the questions, the resentment for being made eternal.
“Your Maker has given you free will, Angari! Just as he gave it to Eve and Adam! Your downfall, Alari!” Had Angari been watching the Wood he would have seen it tremble as though a mighty wind had sent ripples over its surface.


RAGE OF ANGELS – EXCERPT # FOUR

October 29, 2007

Here we see Angari building a mighty tower of pure gemstone.This is the beginning of his struggle, though he has not yet realized his peril…
————————————-
Angari took a sighting along the spear of amethyst.Yes, it should go across the third row of chrysolite. Holding the twenty-foot long gemstone, the Alari flew to the top of the crystalline structure he was building. He fitted the piece into an intricate network of spires and shafts soaring into the Windfallow sky. No human would dare look directly at the structure for it was fashioned from raw gemstone straight from the quarries in Ravensrille. Sunlight blazed from a myriad of colors until the whole took on a white hot brilliance. No entrance gave access from the ground. The monolith was meant to be entered only from above. The Windfallow angel had been working on his wind tower for several months. Whenever he could be spared for a few days, or could time warp a few, he would come here to this uninhabited valley. Closed in by high hills and a loop of the Great River which circled Lower Windfallow, it was called Ramon’s Valley and had once been used as a makeshift holding pen. A handful of humans had tried to kidnap the King and Queen of Lower Windfallow many centuries past and, when caught, had been brought here until arrangements could be made to neutralize their influence. A huge wall of sapphire blocks still closed the valley’s opening and the fallowfolk simply left it and built elsewhere.
Angari had taken his idea from a set of wind chimes made by a long-ago queen for one of the human heroes. “I wonder what a huge set of those would sound like?” he’d thought. He chose Namon’s Valley in which to experiment because it was remote and he wanted solitude. That this might be a foreign thought to an Alari had not crossed his mind. Soon, an enormous set of chimes would be hung in the topmost area of the tower. Not only would every passing breeze create a crystal symphony, but the reflection of the sun on gemstone would create a huge, shimmering rainbow. “Perhaps a festival will be held here someday!” the thought came unbidden to the tall angel. He shrugged it aside and kept working.
——————————————–
Do you have the concept yet that I am working toward? I would really appreciate your thoughts as this unfolds. There will only be two more excerpts.


RAGE OF ANGELS – EXCERPT # TWO

October 26, 2007

Kiota is on the hunt though he does not know its destination.Only the hint of a treasure planet brought about by a psychological evaluation, has lured him there…
—————————————————
Now, Kiota was on the Star Rover, Pegasus, with a full crew and basic provisions for at least ten years.Regular stops at star bases were all that was needed to stock perishable items and Kiota had unlimited credit for that.It wasn’t easy hitching a ride on a warp drive space ship to cut down on the time differential, but a story about family lost on a new planet in Quad 3 did the trick and here he was.
Looking at the star clusters he mentally marked off those he had already checked out. He’d nearly lost the ship in # 11 as solar rip tides tossed it back out like a rubber ball. Numbers Six and Ten had also been checked – from a distance this time – and had also proven to be labeled correctly. He crossed them off his list and stood close to the map, trying to ‘see’ dangers and cover-ups. Number One was obvious; a star was in the process of going nova, no going there. That left four systems unexplored.Two were yellow, two red.He checked them with the Galactic records.The two yellow ones, twelve and fourteen, were listed as having organisms deadly to humans.Three and five, both ranked as red, were more interesting.Number Five had several planets; all wreathed in clouds rich in sulfur and formaldehyde; a deadly combination to humans.Three was listed as having solar rip tides.He looked closely at it. The planets looked stable enough and he saw no evidence of wobbly or distended orbits caused by riptides.


A RAGE OF ANGELS – INTRODUCTION

October 26, 2007

I purpose to put here a few excerpts from the final book of The Windfallow Chronicles. There are only two or three chapters finished so far and a preview of the end chapter. However, I would like comments upon the theme and how it should be implemented.

This book differs from the first five in that it seeks to enter the mind of Angari, central figure of those books. Here I will explore what it would be like for an angel to be tempted to ursurp power as did Lucifer before the worlds were made.

If you feel so inclined I would appreciate any comments and discussion about this book. Here is the first exceprt:
A RAGE OF ANGELS. This is the beginning of the final book in the double trilogy, The Windfallow Chronicles. Captain Coby Brasker has been sent on a new assignment…———————–
Captain Coby Brasker leaned back, stretched luxuriously and looked around his new office. Long gone were the drab grays, greens and beiges of the old style office.This room was decorated to resemble a forest glade. Holographic walls gave the illusion of depth and the sound of gently falling water lent an air of peace. Even the floors were covered with a resilient tile made to look like old stone blocks, “And all this in deep space! I guess promotions are worth something!”
Col. Brasker had been sent on a reconnaissance mission to track pirating in Quadrant Three. What was going on? Distances were too vast to make that kind of business profitable. By the time the expense of crew, fuel and equipment was counted, profits were slim to none. What could be that valuable…”Coby sat up with a jolt. Windfallow! He got on the comlink and confirmed what he suspected.It was Kiota they were after and a link to his backer in the United Americas.


A CURIOUS LIGHT – EXCERPT # FOUR

October 23, 2007

Another away team has been sent down to the planet.  This time the captain goes with them.  They discover the secret of the Curious Light, not knowing the Alari are discovering them as well…

“Well, I’ll be….” Smith knelt beside a dull blue stone.  “This would never have caught my eye, either.”  He directed his scancom at it.  “Sapphire.  This is pure sapphire!  And look at the size of it!  And there; that’s got to be ruby… and emerald over there.”  He rocked back on his heels.  “No samples yet, men.  Let’s explore a little.”

         

          The two Alari, sized down to the size of bees, watched from a nearby bush.  “Better call Angari.”  Almost instantaneously he was beside them.

          “Thanks, Dysis.”  Angari watched the humans walking through the meadow, pointing their instruments at the stones.  The ship had been observed flying low over both hemispheres and its resting place noted within the Barrier Wood.  “I’m afraid the nature of our stones has become apparent to the humans.”  Angari carefully sent a mind probe toward the aliens and picked up conversation as well as their inner thoughts.

 He saw the pile of gemstones on the captain’s table.  Seeing through the eyes of Dobrowski, who could not take his thoughts off the gems, he knew the secret of Windfallow was now revealed.  He settled into each of the other humans individually to see what their reactions were to the truth.

Captain Smith, also driven by greed, was the leader of the group.  Brasker alone was looking at the gemstone with pure astonishment not mixed with greed.  I was right, thought the alari; this one has the Maker’s Spirit within him.  I must not let him see one of us or he will give away our presence to the others.

Then, he probed the mind of Kiota.  Here was a very different aura. He saw great fear as well as greed and a faintly familiar mindset.  Where had he felt that before?  His mind ranged back over the centuries to that long-ago time when the Jackal… That’s it!  This human is under the influence of a demon!  I must call a council immediately!”


Excerpt from Rocks & Gold THREE

October 1, 2007

Angari has carried Zach to the edge of the Barrier Wood where eagles have been seen, spying on the fallowfolk and hunting small game. They spend the night a short distance away…

Zach woke just before daylight. Angari handed him another loaf of waybread and a flask of water. The Alari’s thoughts came to him, “We found a clump of bushes in which you can hide while we capture the eagles. You will be far enough from the Wood to watch, but under cover so as not be seen. Be sure to keep your sunglasses in your pocket. The light is dim here in any case so you shouldn’t need them.”

Angari was right. By sun up Zach was safely hidden in the bushes a short distance from the Wood. The day was as bright as a day on earth, but not so bright as to hurt his eyes as it usually was in Windfallow. He saw Angari and the other Alari position themselves above the Wood waiting for an eagle. They did not have long to wait. A single huge bird appeared in the sky just to their west. It soared over the meadow beyond and Zach knew it was hunting small game.

He watched as Angari flew toward it, remembering that Alari were invisible to creatures of earth. But suddenly the eagle, which had been flying at some height above, stooped and dived directly at Angari. The move was so unexpected Angari had no time to dodge the plummeting eagle. The blow knocked Angari from the sky and he fell heavily to the ground a few yards from where Zach was hiding.

Zach started to run to him but the Alari’s thoughts came in loud and clear. “Stay there! I am not hurt, just winded. There’s something wrong. That eagle saw me! How can that be?” Zach could sense his mind working. “Wait. They must be controlled by demons.”

Movement above him suddenly caught Zach’s attention. Dozens of eagles were swirling above the Barrier Wood. The other Alari had dropped to the cover of the trees, and their thoughts were flying back and forth to Angari even as the Alari feigned death. He heard Angari’s call for more assistance and a swarm of tiny Alari settled on the bushes around Zach.

Angari mindspoke again, “I must lie here while we talk so the eagle will believe he has killed me. Listen closely. These birds are either demons themselves or they are controlled by them. We cannot hope to win this battle in our own strength. You who are hiding in the Wood size down and join those in the bushes around Zach.”

There were immediately dozens more Alari in the bushes. Angari’s thoughts came again. “Now, all of you take a position where you can touch Zach and each other. We must pray for the Maker’s strength to fight this enemy. When that has been done, rise just to the underside of the top branches of the Wood. Now, let’s pray.”

Alari arranged themselves in small circles on Zach’s head, shoulders, knees—anywhere there was room—and now the prayers streamed to Heaven. Zach was aware of the power of the prayers the Alari raised and added his own, marveling again that the mighty Maker was his own God.

Though the Alari did not change size, they began to glow with the brilliance Zach had seen only when the Great Bells rang in unison. It was as though tiny fires were burning all over Zach. He closed his eyes to shield them from the brilliance and though he did not see the Alari dim down and rise to the treetops, he felt their absence and opened his eyes.

All he could see was Angari lying in the meadow. The other Alari had completely disappeared. He strained to see them in the trees, but they were too small and too well hidden to detect.

Then, Zach saw Angari stand and launch himself back into the sky. The eagle had been watching and immediately flew to close with the Alari, screaming defiance. Now Angari let his true nature be seen. Glistening wings and shining white garments equaled the sun in brilliance. The trees themselves exploded in fire as the other Windfallow angels rose to meet the challenge. Zach hurriedly put on his amber glasses, praying as he had never prayed before.

The eagles that had been circling above faltered before the onslaught of light. Then, as though goaded by some inner command, they attacked the Alari. They tried to gang up on individuals, but each angel attached himself to one bird and evened out the fight. Zach could not understand why the Alari did not overpower the eagles. The birds were slashing at the faces and arms of their opponents and were growing in size and power. Zach could stand it no longer. He jumped from the bushes and cried aloud. “Help us, God! We need all your strength!”

And for the second time in his life, Zach saw the archangels standing at the four compass points. They stood many times higher than the tallest tree and their wings spread so far they almost touched the one standing on either corner. A great shout arose from the archangels and Zach saw the eagles collapse like pinpricked balloons. A small black cloud rose from the wood and was snuffed out by the breath of the four great angels. At that moment the four disappeared. Only the Alari remained and each held the limp body of an eagle.

 

The Windfallow angels no longer blazed with light and now they winked out of Windfallow.