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A Brief Account of the Great Partition: 800 years after the Age of Brigda, global consciousness was ripped apart by nuclear war. The Golden Age of the Earth, helped along by the great sorceress, Brigda of Clare, was over. The Family of Von Strauven, who had risen to power from the nuclear ashes of Maximillians devastated Europe, led a political move to grab the largely peaceful North American continent. It was vulnerable because of the geologic cataclysms that had visited the continent. These cataclysms of nature were called the Tribulations, and they destroyed the only rival power that could have stopped the Von Strauven takeover, and creation, of the world-state. This rival power was the all-woman Seattle Contingency, and its destruction by the eruption of nearby Mt. Rainier, had happened in the same year as the final earthquakes had finished the rift sea in the interior of California, and completed the million year sinking of Atlantean California. The year was 2882. More dark omens preceded the takeover of the planet by the Von Strauvens. The "Reformed" United States of America was seduced by the family of Von Strauven with the support of what would later be called Octopi Incorporated. They used the communist bureaucracy of the USA to set up their global imperium. Only three rival powers stood in the way of there being a Von Strauven emperor, head of a world-state. These rivals, were opponents to the idea of a global imperium because of their adherence to the Codes of Community, as created by the vanished Commonrealm of Nations. These rivals were; the Taigan Philosophers of Holartic, the Toltec Nasach, and the Peoples King of the Chin. At 12:05 a.m. 2882 common Brigda Era, the family of Von Strauven launched preemptive nuclear missile strikes against these rivals. At 12:15 a.m., sanity prevailed. The Limited Nuclear Exchange was over. A global conference was held, the first in almost 800 years. Global consciousness was dead. The devastated rival societies arrived at a mutual decision. The Great Partition. The nations of Asia, angry and humiliated that yet, another atomic slagging had been visited upon their homes by Western Civilization, had only one condition for the Von Strauven-led world-state, and his nascent imperium. All of the celestial bodies in the Solar System, planets and moons, asteroids and comets would be allotted to the nations of Asia, and whomever else dissented to a proclamation of a Von Strauven emperor. The Asian-led exodus into outer space would merely follow the lead of one of their own, the space explorer Zhenghe the Awesome, and no nations knew the value of the Outer Planets better than the nations of Asia. If anyone could make a civilization in the harsh wilderness of outer space, it was the descendants of the brave east Timorese space explorer, Zhenghe. The Von Strauvens agreed. They could head their feudal imperium on the planet Earth. The Moon was thrown in like a poker chip. Anything past the orbit of the Moon would be considered a violation of the Great Partition, and vice versa. It hardly mattered to the nations of Asia, as they left on their mass exodus into outer space. They were glad to leave behind the pain and misery of Wicked Old Earth. It was they who would profit from the Great Partition. They would adapt to their new worlds They would not make these worlds adapt to them. They would be One with Nature, in whatever forms it showed itself in. ---PROLOGUE to Part Two: "At The End There Is A Beginning" | |||||||||||||||||||
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"My name is Serpina Pro Lu Hoc Lin, no matter if I was blasted out of Earth orbit, and if I might add, the only planet that has ever fired at me, and been unfriendly." "In your language, my name is Pere-Sephon." "I am from the cold planet Pluto-Charon. I am a child raised on the cometary dust of primordial origins, on the fringe, born to gaze into the gales of Deep Heaven. I am nothing more than a part, just another speck in the tail of the Dragon." "This is the lair of the Ice Dragon, and I have marveled at it." "I was born to be a great space traveler, and raised to be a beckon of light from the cold, infinite dusk of the edge of the solar plane. I was a messenger from Deep Heaven, who rode one of the fastest spaceships of its time; a tachyon ramcollider, a sleek hull of elegant electron-gravity-weld neutrinos. It was all held together in fractions, against the constant molecular destruction. Increased mass with velocity was pulverized constantly again and again." "There was an infinite of me alive for every infinite of me dead. The speeds of my ship warped my time, and I lived half a second in oblivion." "If you understand oblivion, at least for one terrifying second of your worst nightmare, then you will understand the name of my ship as the Agamennon, and the curse of Deep Heaven upon my ship." ---Text from Part Two: "At The End There Is A Beginning" Act 1: The Triumph of the Great Partition | "THE-ASTRONAUT-WHO-FELL-TO-EARTH"...THE MAIN CHARACTER OF PART TWO...CALLED IN THE LANGAUGES OF THE EARTH, "PERE-SEPHON"...PILOT OF THE TRANS/SPACESHIP "THE AGAMENNON"...FROM THE PLANET PLUTO-CHARON. | |||||||||||||||||||
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| THE EMPRESS OF THE EARTH, KIR-STEN'YA...ONCE KNOWN AS KIRSTEN SATAN NAVARRE AND A 'SERPENT-INITIATE WITCH'...A LAST REMNANT OF THE EARTH'S THOUSAND-YEAR GOLDEN AGE. |
A HAUNTED MOON The spacesuited figure treaded lightly on the dusty surface. A million stars erupted at each step. The spacesuited figure bounded and rebounded into the air. The thin air glowed with a million suns. The blackness around each reminded the invisible viewer that outer space was a cold place. It had no air. Neither did the dusty world that the spacesuited figure danced on. It bounced up and down, repeatedly and effortlessly. Weightlessly. A world that looked like the Earth?s moon appeared to break from the mottled horizon. It was the Earth?s Moon and a million stars shone overhead. They shone all around, together with the ancient ice embedded into the craters on the horizon. They exploded together into a million parts. Crystalline. Time spun fast on this world. The Moon shone down on the dusty sphere that a lone figure bounded down on. It wore a spacesuit. The figure in the spacesuit was heading towards a destination. She arrived earlier than she had thought she would. The rotation of this world was much faster than she had planned it to be. She was a spacesuited figure that a world moved underneath for. She was on the second moon of the Earth. The moon called Ceres. It was as alien to the overhead Moon as the spacesuited woman was to its surface. She threw up the sunvisor of her space helmet. Earthrise would soon begin. She would see it bend from behind the surface of the Moon. She would have only moments to see it. Then she would bounce back to whence she came from. A robot camera-drone floated over her shoulder. It radioed back to whence she came from. It watched importantly. The woman who had donned the spacesuit for a walk on the surface of Ceres was important. The Empress Kir-sten?ya watched the Earth rise from behind the Moon. The Moon had risen earlier. The Empress Kir-sten?ya saw the blue colors first and felt sad. The Empress of the Earth turned her head and looked around. The gray-cratered surface of Ceres spoke of eternity, and the Empress of the Earth had witnessed eternity as a small child. She had been only a babe. Impacts of asteroids exploded onto Ceres from another time. Eons where suns burned bright and young. Long ago. Kir-sten?ya, Empress of the Earth, felt like an intruder. She looked over her shoulder at another intruder. The robot camera-drone continued to look at her. She had no tale to bore it to sleep with and she could not escape it's watch. The robot camera-drone could not look away from her. She could. If the Empress Kir-sten?ya wanted to she could also escape from herself. She did this when she looked out over the cratered surface of Ceres. The asteroid that had become the second moon of the Earth was much older than she was. She could escape, and be in that same present moment. Time smacked of a cruel present. It existed in her mind, and as Empress of the Earth, that past had become her present. Literally, for Ceres had been a gift to her when she once been called Kirsten Satan Navarre.? She had not always been the Empress of the Earth. She looked at the cruel horizon. Bluelight had flooded the Moon until that reflection had given birth. Kirsten Satan Navarre? saw it?s reflection in the visor of her space helmet. Voices called to her. They erupted like a million stars. Kir-sten?ya looked out over the ancient surface of the former-asteroid Ceres. Those same millions of stars became red and bloated. She felt old, like the voices that she heard erupt from the cruel horizon of time. Everything was older than what her eyes had seen before, and she closed them just as the Earth rose from behind the Moon. The original moon. Bluelight reflected onto gray Ceres. The second moon of the Earth joined the Sister and the Mother. Kirsten Satan Navarre? had once had a mother, who was now dead. The Empress Kir-sten?ya had become mother to the subjects of the world she ruled over. They were the children of the Earth. One mother had succumbed to suicide. Kir-sten?ya fought it everyday. The subjects of the Earth could join the cruel horizon of Ceres. This was fate. An eternity of destruction cried forth like a million dead stars. Cold. Voices spoke into the spacesuited figure?s ear. The present time she lived in talked to her. It soothed her like a mother. It told her to look. She did and the Earth and Moon joined Ceres. The spacesuited figure no longer fought temptation. Bit into one moment. A million stars erupt. Born again. THE END | |||||||||||||||||||
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