Star Seede * '

Introducing * '..the jeweled fyre of the *otherworlde...

The S... Child...

Chapter S

 

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fear ...

The S... Child... is part of a trilogy which I have been writing from within my whole life...
I have been putting it on paper here and there and copywriting it then releasing excerpts gradually as I see fit from the notes I have..
The Trilogy is Day of The Children..The S... Child... and Sarah's Journal...not necessarily in that order. They are all three intertwined in a horror and beauty of life possibly true and possibly fantasy in part or all..
dedicated to S... and The Angel of M...

Angel &

The Parnership exposition

the parnership expoventure

the parnership expose

the parnership expoadventure

the.....and so on....

the ad read....

partners wanted

the solution was obvious ...written in words

the meaning a bit brutal fed the quest sincerely -

not for the timid - don't apply if you don't like foreign travel or you want to 'stay at home safe'...

 

the reader either disposed of it as something repetitive and tedious in another form or picked it up over and over again studying it for whatever reason..

the doer took action and applied..

the wise person looked the other way and hoped it wasn't true..

 

...truth may be a person said some religion to the novice seeker...

...truth is said Angel that I would not have to read this and worry

...truth is relative in that manner and being Angel I may not have to be sincere unto my name...

 

Angel worried a lot about things she couldn't fix and about the voices that kept half-waking her in the night...they said things she didn't like and they said she was a real angel..

at first she told herself it was insanity but then some of the things they told her came true so she became curious.

Well said the night voices..you told us earlier in your life the prophecies as the S.. Child..so we are just telling you them back now..if they come true you are an angel and if not then you are not. How's that?

Angel thought this was certainly part of the insanity and always tried to drop the subject.

After much time of pestering over a very long period of time the voices began to change their petty nature into a vicious and brutal scheme.

I am a devil said one. I will leave you alone if you give me what I want. Angel tried to go to sleep...the voices went away..she forgot about it til a long time in the future when they came back.


Angel was only 10 years old at the time. We will go away they said if you give us something and you should get something too. Angel felt a poke in her shoulder ..a sharp hard jab..she felt her shoulder there was nothing there. I brought my friend said the devil and he has a laser tech on a phone in your shoulder, give me something or I will pain you til you die.
I'll give you something thought Angel and got up to rub some liniment on her shoulder...ow...ow...ow said the devil...wasn't me said a voice..it was the someone I brought with me..I would never be foolish enough to hold a laser like that - he's expendable, I'm not..we'll be back he said with sonar and atomic power and I'll shoot you down dead unless you give me something..
no, said Angel out loud...

talking to yourself said someone...maybe a psychiatrist will put you away because you're crazy..maybe you are put away said Angel ..already...nuts as you are..

she heard someone slamming something down distantly..
noone knew what to do before, said a voice, what do I do..
just keep going said someone..I have the snakes there's always that and she doesn't like them..
Angel sighed within....who was she anyway...and who were they?

the victim of snake baloney and technological paraperdodium?
horror was a name unpronounced on a phone in your shoulder...distance was a killer and atomic power the chagrin of the end of the world..hydrogen was in peroxide and a blue diode might kill the universe if fools and hardies laughed too long.
Angel sighed and went to sleep - the liniment smelled good - she was glad she didn't have to put it on top of her head or had that been a different story of a long time ago and a devil of snakes?
Angel disliked devils, snakes and long distance air telephones. At 10 she wanted to be free after school church and homework probably in that order and skating on the vacant lot was her great adventure especially with a hip like that ...she remembered a devil before and a voice saying your hip is mine, I ruined it to ruin you and you will not escape so become Angel and give and I will not harm your friends family and anyone who helps you ...her mind was very tired...Angel fell asleep to the smell of liniment and the despair of a ruined hip that did not show to the outside world except for a slight limp and an endearment of 'Tiny Tim' to some of the world she hoped would protect themselves from this devil.

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Chapter M

The Messenger Angel

if it's not there already we don't want it..he was telling her

she relayed the message to her listener

he waited a minute and gave her his connection's answer..well think it up and see if he wants just anything that can be thought up

no, she said

well he said, nodding his head slowly..I do need to let them see their capabilities and the self-exactation of that.

She shuddered at the thought of what that meant. She thought of all the dimwits and all the innocent people and a tear fell.

The new ways man would come to see himself as he had actually been and how woman would gnash herself within her mind in its knowledge.

And the Angel of Mercy was nowhere around

and so as she saw... she told me... and I saw also

and she said to me,,,and when I went looking I could not find her but another Angel was there organizing and talking to the public and I did not see his name and he did not see me.

Like a glass between where only I could see he went about his business and gradually the sight of him and the public disappeared and I was left in peace with myself knowing that I could not change who they were they only could change themselves. Each one within the whole and the whole remembering it was made up of parts.

(this is an excerpt from a longer story)

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