“So now the Lyrians want to make amends for leaving their creations enslaved to the Annunaki.” Iyash was starting to wonder how much longer they would be walking. “They want to rescue the humans? Isn’t it a bit too late for that.“
“Perhaps. You’ll have ample opportunity to ask the Lyrian’s themselves.” The fox stopped and sat down. “This is as far as I go. You have to make the last bit on your own. Just follow that one bright star until you meet the Lyrians.”
“How am I going to know they are Lyrians?”
“You’ll know. They are waiting for you. It’s not much further.”
Iyash peered deep into the star littered space. There was a very bright star blinking in front of him that seemed to stand out from the million of others clustered around where he stood. He decided to trust the fox and began to follow the pulsing light.
Chapter 39
“Where the hell are you taking me?” Maeve tried to take Raven’s hands off her shoulders. “Get your slimy hands off me you creep.”
Before she could do anything, the air between them grew very silent, blurred and then went dark.
“We’re going for a little tour Maeve, just you and I.”
Raven took his hands off Maeve’s shoulders. They were no longer in her living room, but in a forest, surrounded by large trees reaching high up into the sky.
“Hold on a second, where did you just take me,” Maeve stuttered, all of a sudden afraid of what was happening to her, “and what exactly are you planning on doing to me?”
“We’re in Anwin Maeve,” replied Raven, “and I have no intentions to harm you.”
“Yea right. You actually think I’m going to fall for that.” Maeve backed away from Raven, but resisted the urge to run. “How come I have this sneaking suspicion that you’ve somehow drugged and taken me to this remote location to first have your way with me and then kill me and bury my body underneath one of these trees here.”
“I don’t blame you for being suspicious, it has been very difficult for me to keep you in the dark these last few days.” Raven turned around and peered into the forest. “But you have to trust me. We don’t have much time and Anwin can be a dangerous place to linger.”
“Anwin, it sounds familiar but I can’t quite place the name.” Maeve wasn’t moving anywhere until she got some answers. “This is a dream right?”
“Yes and no, it depends on your definition of reality. Anwin is a strange place, most well know by the Celts as the place where your soul goes when you die, but really it is an inter-dimensional plane.”
“A what?”
“The space in between waking and dreaming, light and dark, past and future. The odd human has been brought here or traveled here by accident. Mainly for thousands of years it has been used as a safe meeting place for Sidhe, like me, to do business with the other-world beings.”
“Other world beings, you mean spirits,” asked Maeve.
“They appear as spirits to some, but they are really beings from different worlds, other star systems,” answered Raven. “Depending on their vibration and how they want to present themselves, they may be misrepresented as spirit-beings. In fact, humans have been doing this for a long time.”
“So, what you’re telling me is that there are no spirits just aliens from different planets?”
“Not exactly. There are definitely spirits. They are the energy signatures of earth creatures when they pass on, as well as those inner-dimensional beings that cannot exist in the material reality like you or I.”
“But you’re a spirit, a Sidhe, and you don’t seem to have any problem being part of my world.”
“I’m a Sidhe, not a spirit. There’s a big difference,” corrected Raven. “Many thousands of years ago, two species of star-beings came to earth, the Lyrians and Annanuki. They settled and built beautiful cities, with advanced cultures and technologies. They were very interested in the genetic and energetic signatures of the creatures living on earth and conducted various experiments combining their own DNA with the DNA of the various earth creatures. That’s how the Corvus clan was established. I’m part human, part Lyrian and part corvus.
One of the Lyrian factions, however, was convinced that we were the results of failed and socially irresponsible science projects. They were very vocal that we should either be killed or kept in the laboratories where we were created. When the Lyrians began killing each other in a brutal civil war, all the cousins that were not killed left Atlantis and fanned out into the various remote areas of the world to protect ourselves.”
“But with all their advanced technologies why didn’t they just track you down and finish you off.”
“They tried, but we were very crafty and they were too pre-occupied with killing each other. The perfect combination for survival.”
“So what happened when the civil war was over? Didn’t they come and look for you?”
“It was messy. Remnants from one faction joined the Annanuki, who refused to get involved, but were ultimately responsible for creating the conflict in the first place. The rest of the Lyrians left the planet, after destroying their cities and killing as many of us as they could.”
“How were the Annanuki responsible?”
“They were using the Lyrian-humans as slaves to mine and refine the resources on the planet, to build their cities and to entertain them. The Annanuki introduced some of the Lyrians to a powerful drug refined from crude-oil. It was originally used ceremonially, but some of the Lyrians started to use it outside of ceremony. They discovered the powder had many interesting effects that could create powerful shifts in the fabric of space and time. A considerable amount of Lyrians began to use the powder to develop new technologies based on their experiences with the drug. This created a large split in the Lyrian consciousness. The more traditional Lyrians believed that these new technologies had too many Annanuki influences. These disagreements eventually led to war.”
“So remind me again what we’re doing here.”
“We’re here to meet with the Lyrian delegation from Erra. They don’t know we’re here but that should change as soon as we get out of this forest.” Raven looked up at the sky and then back at Maeve. “We should start our way to Arwan’s lodge, It’s not far.”
“But why did you bring me?”
“Our only real chance of defeating Marduk is for you to meet Arwan and Essa, in person and hear it directly from them. The Council’s plan is never going to work, it was doomed right from the start.”
“Hear what,” Maeve asked.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, so I’m not even going to try.” Raven started walking down a narrow path that wound its way around the trunks of the large trees. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
“It has something to do with my mother right.” Maeve started to follow Raven down the path. “You mentioned her last night when you came for me.”
“It might have something to do with her, but I can’t say.”
“But last night you said you killed her.”
“I did.”
“Then how can I trust you.” Maeve stopped on the path. “If you killed my mother, than how do I know you’re not going to kill me too. Maybe this is some kind of elaborate trick you’ve cooked up to steal my necklace.” Maeve reached up to her neck, relieved to feel that she was still wearing the large emerald. “This is all pretty freaking weird.”
“All I can say is that it was very difficult to kill your mother, but she was really suffering.” Raven kept walking down the path. “And I don’t recommend staying out here by yourself once those two suns go below the horizon.”
Maeve looked up at the sky and noticed that the small purple sun was slowly sinking into the horizon, followed closely by the larger and brighter red sun.
Chapter 40
Detective Coon glanced at the clock in his car and then double checked the time on his watch. The darkness outside was slowly fading.
Crap. I must’ve fallen asleep. Great.
My first stake-out in five years and I botch it by having a snooze. Even a rookie knows that you can’t close your eyes on a stake-out, even for a second. Those long blinks can cost you your job if somebody finds out.
Coon adjusted his seat. In the morning light he could make out the large tree outside of the house where he was parked, the bare branches reaching for the faded blue morning sky.
Wouldn’t want that to fall on the roof of my house.
Staring out the window of the car towards the tree, Coon noticed something dark come into his peripheral vision. As the black spec came clearer into focus, he recognized it as a large Raven, perched in one of the many branches of the large tree.
Good morning to you Raven. I bet you’ve got a good view up there. I wonder what you see.
Coon watched the big black bird swoop out of the tree and fly down towards the ground and disappear.
That’s the oddest thing I’ve ever seen. How can a big black bird just disappear like that? What I really need is coffee. I must be half asleep still. Maybe I just need to get out of the car and get some fresh air and go peer in one of the windows before it’s too light outside and someone mistakes me for a peeping Tom and calls the police. Wouldn’t that be hilarious.
Coon got out of his car and breathed in the fresh morning air. He felt instantly awake and decided to walk over to the area where he thought he saw the Raven disappear. As he got closer to the tree, Coon couldn’t believe how big it actually was.
This is got to be at least 100 feet high. I didn’t think there were any trees like this around anymore. Especially in residential areas. Sure could make a lot of furniture out of all that wood. Now where did that Raven go. He must’ve just hopped behind the trunk.
Coon walked around the wide base of the tree, resisting the urge to hug it like some kind of fanatical environmentalist. There was no sign of the bird at all.
I guess I must’ve been seeing things. Probably I just missed something. I really do need a vacation. Or maybe just a refresher course in stake-out 101.
Coon scanned the rest of the neighborhood to make sure there wasn’t anybody outside walking their dog, or enjoying a morning run along the river before he made his way over to the house to peer inside.
Coon found a window on the corner side of the house, hidden from the road and concealed from the neighbors by a thick cedar hedge growing on the edge of the property.
Peering inside of the window, he saw three people together in a room, engaged in what seemed like a serious conversation. The older man was pacing back and forth, exchanging words with the two other people who seemed to be comfortably seated. After a few seconds, the older man sat back down again.
Looks like somebody is home after all. Good thing I didn’t wait any longer.
Coon scanned the faces of the two men in the room. Neither of them matched the sketch or the photographs he had received from Bast Security of the dangerous suspect he was trying to track down.
I’m not looking for either a young man or an Indian, so I guess I’m outta luck. But that lady may have something to say. I should question them all and take their statements. The young guy is probably Paul Saya so he may know where the Curator is.
Coon made his way back around to the front of the house and knocked loudly on the front door.
I hope they have some coffee brewed up. I sure could use a cup.
Chapter 41
“We are extremely pleased at the council’s efforts to assist the Annanuki in these matters.” The tall figure in the white cloak stood very still in the middle of the round chamber as he spoke. “We do understand that our relations have been strained over the years.”
“We’re happy to be meeting with you today,” said Saint Francis. “If I may speak for my colleagues.”
“Knowing that we are part of a larger consciousness is most exceptional.” Marx stroked his long white beard. “I must say that this has extended my rational understanding of many things far beyond the limited context of linear time and history.”
“I am still concerned, however, that the Annanuki are attempting to manipulate this council’s work.” Gyanyin sat back in her chair and crossed her arms. ” I have an uneasy feeling that we are only getting part of the story.”
“I feel the same way,” added Bes. “What about the Lyrian presence?”
“If the Lyrians were concerned with the present circumstances, they would be in this room right now,” replied Anu, “and I don’t see them here.”
“But isn’t it true that the Annanuki still maintain a significant interest in the resources of this planet,” said Gyuanyin.
“We all have our own interests in mind Gyuanyin, or else we wouldn’t be meeting to discuss the present circumstances.” Anu looked around the circular room. “As you are all well aware, the Annanuki are not particularly concerned with the dealings of humans unless we are directly impacted. What concerns us now is ensuring that Seth Marduk is stopped before he plunges this world into complete darkness.
As you are also well aware, the energy vibrations on this planet are particularly sensitive right now. The extreme close proximity of this star system to the galactic equator makes it extremely vulnerable to the effects of the singularity that are very unpredictable and powerful. We are also concerned about the effects of the gamma and cosmic ray energy from the star you call Cyngus X3.
While this planet is so close to the galactic equator, it is particularly vulnerable to these rays. We’ve explored various timelines and dimensional equations and they all seem to lead to the same zero point—complete annihilation of earth consciousness. The only timeline which provides a potential alternative to this zero point is the one in which we consult and work directly with the council to stop Marduk.” Anu paused briefly and then continued. “I need not remind you that most members of this council can trace their own lineage back to the Annunaki.”
“We are well aware of that,” said Bes, “but you would do well to remember that we also maintain substantial Lyrian and Human roots. I have all the documents here tracing our genealogy.” Bes produced a large leather-bound book. “I personally borrowed this from the Library of the Sphinx, and good thing I did or else it would have been lost in that fire in Alexandria.”
“But surely you don’t need the council’s assistance to stop Marduk,” asked Francis. “The Annunaki have considerably more resources at its disposal than the Council could ever have. You could stop Marduk much easier than we ever could.”
“Perhaps it is us who needs the Annanuki assistance,” said Marx, “considering that our plan so far has yielded poor results.”
“The Annanuki are impressed with the council’s ability to raise the vibration of this planet, helping the humans shift into the new phase of their evolution. Unfortunately, right now the Annanuki are ill-effected by being so close to the galactic equator. The energy pulse of the singularity makes it difficult to rely on the dimensional mechanics of our ships. We are also noticing that the cosmic and gamma rays from Cygnus X-3 are interfering with our communication and vibration patterns. This is particularly troubling, as we have also observed in the timeline sequences that prolonged exposure to these rays has serious ill effects on our health.”
“So how do you propose to aid us in our efforts to stop Marduk?” Gyuanyin leaned forward in her chair. “Most importantly what do you want in return?”
“We are aware that you have planted some special artifacts in Marduk’s possession and that you intend to use them to kill him. But your plan is flawed. According to our timeline observations he won’t use the artifacts in the way you intend. He needs encouragement. We propose to assist the council in encouraging Marduk to move forward with the plan as you have laid it out.”
“Considering the limitations of your resources at the moment how do you intend to accomplish this,” asked Francis.
“It does seem quite improbable that you would be able to exert any pressure on Marduk at the moment,” Marx scratched the back of his h
ead, “you do have some extraordinary handicaps.”
“You need not be concerned with how we will accomplish this,” replied Anu, “all we ask is that the council maintains and builds upon its friendly relations with the Annunaki once Marduk is dealt with.”
“That seems reasonable.” Francis nodded his head.
“I think we have no choice at the moment,” added Marx.
“As long as the Annunaki do not repeat the past and begin interfering with the consciousness of this planet, I will agree.” Gyuanyin sat back in her chair.
“I’m skeptical, but feel it is the last option open to the council, so I agree.” Bes let out a long sigh.
“Excellent. I can assure you that the Annunaki will maintain the highest vibrational integrity dealing with this issue. We are excited at the prospects of renewing our relationship with the council,” Anu clasped his long white fingers together and bowed deeply. “Now lets discuss what needs to be done.”
Chapter 42
“That’s where we’re heading.” Raven pointed to a large dome like structure not far in the distance. “They’re definitely waiting for us. I’m surprised they haven’t come to meet us yet.”
“I wonder if I’m going to remember any of this when I wake up.” Maeve was surprised she was able to keep up with Raven so easily as they made their way towards the dome structure in the distance. “It’s the most incredible dream I think I’ve ever had.”
“Technically you are dreaming,” said Raven. “It’s called conscious dreaming. Some humans call in astral traveling. You get used to it after a while, once you’ve done it few hundred times you realize its second nature. Especially for our kind. Our vibrational signature is much different from your average human, which makes this kind of traveling a lot easier.”
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