Sather

(21,000 BC to 17000 BCthe Third Era)

King Roneaf of the Lihmoirils

Advance: After a time, Nirut became like many heroes, ordained to be put on the shelves in books and scrolls. The third era had come, a great concourse gathered about on the planet Lihmoir, hidden in the dark channels of the Black Galaxy. Yet it glimmered overhead, if one was looking toward it with a powerful telescope, one would have seen it. The times had changed in the Black Galaxy; Rue had driven away war, and its vapors of death, and rolled back the curses of the demon. It was a time, a thousand years to be, of freedom from temptation of the shadows, shapes, imps and ghosts of other world; a time the lifeless were and would be, forbidden to this planet this one and only planet deep within the whirlwind, vortex of the Black Galaxy, and those who would resist would be cast into an Iron core.

What Rue had done was this: he had talked to the Almighty, and with a stroke of his hands implanted all the demonic forces in the Black Galaxy, and in particular on planet Lihmoir, into an Iron-plated, nickel core, glob of rock and metal, more like incased into a meteorite, weighing about one hundred and fifty pounds of demonic residue.

Then Rue buried it deep into the soil of Planet Lihmoir, and told the inhabitants of the planet, Should you find this destructive and cursed encasement leave it as is, do not try to break it open, or crack it, lest you release a horde of demonic creatures. For they are dead in the dark at present, lifeless; you may hear voices, but do not worry, they are circling within these encasement; demonic echoes.

From the Journals of Roklem (Scribe and Poet of the Kingdom of Lihmoir, territory of Totemic (Totemic: known as the great city enclosure) :

The king spoke before the counsel, saying Land of the Trees of Namear, the once dark land where little grew, has passed away, and now here lives light and happiness, for Rue has bound the demonic forces of the galaxy for a thousand years.

And all listened intensively, for it had taken place but a year prior to this lecture, in front of most of the inhabitants of the planet, for two thirds lived in the great city of Totemic, and the planet consisted of five-hundred thousand people. Our planet is perhaps the size of Earths moon.

Forethoughts were in his mind though, yes indeed, only a year of peace and quiet from the outside demonic world, and 999-years to go, and King Roneaf was already thinking about how to capture that Iron Core, as he called it, so he could control the demons to have them help him, conquer the Galaxy, as the Blue King and Nirut did in their days, some 1500-years prior.

A seer by the name of Odlon, Odlon, seer of the Dark Tree Forest of Namear, Namear being the name of the once dark forest to the east of the kingdom, gave advice to all whom would listen, The worse of death is the loss of hope, and this planet is the last outpost of hope for the galaxy, it is to Rue, a testing ground for greed and free will, for other planets.

Even for those whom are well liked by Rue, such as was Nirut, and now King Roneaf, there is work that needs to be accomplished, once then, Rue will often times appear, or help, as he did with the Cobbler, so many years ago, and the Think Tank. But during the second year of this new found period, Roneaf, forgot Rue for the most part. The bliss of finding this power, decayed into a meteor was more important, or so it seemed, to where he gave little time to his wife, Ewwam. She had told him, The hurts of the people have been healed, and why look for malice in the Iron Core, where Marduk is encased; it will only be confounded, once you find it and if you crack the cast.

But as you may know, a man in love, or a man intoxicated, or a man in lust, or a man with a compulsion, cannot stop himself, help himself, by a simple grunt and plea from his wife, no, pain must accompany it.

No, I wilt no grant what she would ask! he told his many counsel members, and asked them to back him on this future search into the Dark Tree Forest of Namear.

Then Ewwam spoke to the counsel, as wives can do on Lihmoir, and said,

Hearest thou my friends and leaders, hearest my words (silence)speak yea or nay! If you deny Rues gift, and find this Iron Core, and crack it, what will stop the demon from darkening the light for the Lihmoirils? For did not the darkness fade because of Rue?

Said Rodlon, the High Priest and Adviser to the king, and layman seer, in front of the ten member counsel house: We should not be so quick, we knowst not much of this Iron Core, only what legend says, and what King Roneaf heard from Rue, and the words of a cautious Queen. Let us have peace a while longer before we stick bitterness between us and conquest beyond us, for I am old, and indeed my heart needs rest.

The king was of course not happy with either his wife or Rodlon. But the king said in his heart: if I must break the rules of the counsel, I shall (for he needed the majority to agree with him), and it was a tie, a knot. Not the first in his life perhaps, but a tight one.

Now there was silence in the counsel chamber, and the king brooded in the light of the assembly room, he was beset by the tie, looked upon his wife as the enemy, and Rodlon, said, Are we safe with a king that may be possessed with this act of finding and revealing the thieves of the Galaxy?

The king knew Rodlon had read his heart, if not his mind, and then the king cried out, Thou hast spoken, and I will adhere to it; this thing, Rodlon says I will do, I will not do without permission. But if you constrain me, then shall I pick my army to subdue you, and your kindred.

All knew it was best left alone. Then I, Rodlon rose, lifted up my hands and proclaimed the counsel was now behind the king. But to me, it was by name only, for I read his heart. I had seen in vision a reign of doom, should this Iron Core be cracked.

Cracking of the Core

(Author Narrates) When King Roneaf had found the Iron Core, his wife, Ewwam grieved for the anguish that would befall them, for she had talked to the great seer of the Dark Tree Forest, and Odlon, whom saw and wept for this moment even before her, and now she feared that the darkness that was now falling, swallowing up the light of the forest, and shadows and shapes taking its place, peace would soon be gone forever. She fully understood, but the king perceived he still could talk to Marduk and his kind the other henchmen of hell, and make a deal for power with them, but they all passed him away, as hawks flying in the night to find their prey, not one gave good tidings to their savior. And one, Tye, the lustful one, grabbed Ewwam by the shoulders, dug deep into her skin, likened to eagle claws, and swept her through the forest, slapping her along the way with strung-out branches, and she screamed, and the king stood there in shock, could not do a thing. To deal with the devil, one needs thick armor, and he had forgotten his, it was Rue.

There was no escaping them; there were thousands in pursuit of the kingdom now, over the forest they whizzed like hornets. Then Marduk came grinding his teeth to Roneaf, and he stood in mid-air, said, You will never see your wife again you know, Tyr does not share, and he eats them after he has his fun, or simple has them bear his children, one after another, until he gets tired of them.

What wouldst thou have more? said the king.

I can take what you offer, and more, why would I askgo feed thy belly, I did not vow to give you a thing, I am your Lord now, you have freed me to be so, knowing or not knowing, if you defy me, Tyr will have his fun with you also.

And so it was, in those far off days where peace lasted less than two years. And the king clenched his hands in pain, a dagger in it, and he would not open them, Nay he said, and rose from his throne, and stuck the dagger into his heart, and awoke no more. Odlon the seer burnt the king, and threw his ashes to the east winds out to sea, and they landed in deep and forgotten places, among the rocks and waters of Tnailognu, the great sea of Lihmoir.

Devil Ghosts

And Rodlon, the High Priest and Adviser to the previous king, and seer of sorts being free (after a year of incarceration) gathered again all his belongings which was not a vast amount and hid in the mountains from what was known now as the devil ghosts, that grew and multiplied on the surface of the planet, by cohabitating with the females, and Marduk, the Tiamat, Tyr (Ewwam gave birth to a hybrid, Tyrs child), and Agaliarept, the Henchman of Hell, was present and became kings of the world.

And Marduk created a great crown out of iron and nickel out of the Iron Core, the meteorite, and wore it wherever he went.

Seldom indeed did Rodlon leave his cave in the mountains (he wrote his journals), nor did he create a weapon to save himself. For now, more than in the days of King Roneaf, Rodlon was at peace; humbled peace if anything. His hatred devoured him though for the domination of his world by the insidious devil ghosts. Nonetheless, the terror remained, the mighty demons sank deep into the soil of the planet, and darkness and fear lived on.

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Index of Characters and Places

Agaliarept, the Henchman King Roneaf: of Lihmoir (Who seeks he Iron Core)) The Great Enclosure of Totemic)) Land of the Trees of Namear Lord Rue of the Black Galaxy The Cobbler of the Think Tank Roklem, the story teller (Poet) Rodlon, the High Priest and Adviser Ewwam, wife to the King Odlon, seer of the Dark Tree forest of Namear Tyr, a demonic being, insane and lustful Marduk, the Dark Lord of Hell, third in Command Tnailognu, the Great sea of Lihmoir

Outline written, 7-17-2007, revised and rewritten, 7-19-2007

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