The Fall

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0><script type="text/javascript" src="http://hb.lycos.com/hb.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://ratings.lycos.com/ratings/lycosRating.js.php"></script> <script type="text/javascript"><![CDATA[//><!]]></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://scripts.lycos.com/catman/init.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://members.tripod.com/adm/ad/code-start.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://members.tripod.com/adm/ad/code-middle.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://members.tripod.com/adm/ad/code-end.js"></script> <noscript> <img src="http://members.tripod.com/adm/img/common/ot_noscript.gif?rand=467291" alt="" width="1" height="1" />  <iframe frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" width="728" height="90" src="http://ad.yieldmanager.com/st?ad_type=iframe&ad_size=728x90&section=209094"></iframe>  </noscript> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0 height="100%"><tr> <td valign="top" width=168 BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#F7F7FF" background="041a11c3.gif"> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id25.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Kerowyn Deth Angel"><U>Kerowyn Deth Angel</U></A></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id60.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Notes from Chandra on Kerowyn "><U>Notes from Chandra on Kerowyn </U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Child with no name mortal years"><U>Child with no name- mortal years</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Vampire"><U>Vampire</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id40.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Cross breed"><U>Cross breed</U></A></div> <div> <B>The Fall</b></div> <div> <A HREF="id42.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Flight"><U>Flight</U></A></div> </td> <td valign="top" BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#990080" FACE="Vivaldi" ><B>The Deth Angel's Cove</b></FONT>     <FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#CCCC66" FACE="Arial" >|   <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Deth Angels Cove"><U><B>home</b></U></A></FONT></div> <div> <A HREF="id60.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Notes from Chandra on Kerowyn "><U>Notes from Chandra on Kerowyn </U></A>   |   <A HREF="id35.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Child with no name mortal years"><U>Child with no name- mortal years</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id39.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Vampire"><U>Vampire</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id40.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Cross breed"><U>Cross breed</U></A>   |   <B>The Fall</b>   |   <A HREF="id42.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Flight"><U>Flight</U></A></div> <div> <IMG SRC="040f4010.gif" border=0 width="500" height="1" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> The Fall</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="134b02c0.jpg" border=0 width="432" height="300" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> (copyright L.A. Williams)</div> <div> - For the years to come the only ones that could reach the despondent creature was her brood mother, and her long time friend and former lover. She mentions long hiatuses to Sianna's conclave, but she always returned to her Desert home. And both sides of the alliance tried to placate her with apologies and platitudes. But each messenger or garrison sent were never heard of again. She had made good on her threat. </div> <div>     And it was during this time of rage that Lilith showed her face again in the chronicles. Reminding Kerowyn that the living were below her and that she should return home to Nod. Once again Kerowyn returned to Nod. But this time she took the lands that she wanted and turned them into a virtual paradise. She had remembered those haunted souls that wander about and gave them a place to reside until the spirits decided to pass over completely. She had made Purgatory out of the dream realm. </div> <div>     The writings tell of a disastrous battle between mother and daughter over the new arrangements. What is left is the ruins of Lilith old temples and places, leaving only the Hall of Mirrors untouched.</div> <div>  Kerowyn thought to have vanquished the Mother, or at lest tossed her from the newly reconstructed realm. </div> <div>     It was then that Zhaneel and Kerowyn took over the best parts of Nod, including the River and opened the  Winds Schools of sorcery. Applicants could come and study in a timeless place and leave full fledged masters of magiks.  The school was short lived. For constant raids from Lilith's followers made teaching rather impossible. </div> <bR> <div> - <FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#CC6633" FACE="Arial" >Side note ( new translations that need to be added) : Kerowyn discovered that the unnatural river that split Nod into two perfect sections contained not water but a liquid metal.  During her stay and her first rule, she discovered that the Metal could be fashioned into weapons, charms, or what ever suited her fancy. She had even written that she was bathing in the pools she had created next to her forge, just to coat herself in the metals to form her living armor. This substance seemed to have a simple sentience of its own. Kerowyn's only explanations was that It "Contained the unused energies of those that never had crossed over, and never knew they were dead." we still have no concrete evidence of such a thing but it sounded good to us for now.</FONT></div> <bR> <div> - as the chronicles spread over a vast twenty volumes,  it is more or less daily pestering and what not. The stuff of any normal journal, and not much worth mentioning in this time line. </div> <div>        That is until  the unthinkable happened. One lovely day Kerowyn is shocked into temporary insanity and instability. For Whisper Came back from the dead.</div> <bR> <div>              <FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#DDDDDD" FACE="Arial" >" The Gods are Cruel and heartless. I am on the verge of loosing my mind. I was well on my way to forgetting that terrible past, and then BOOM, that damned creature returns out of now where. He give me no explanation, big suprise, and expect me to just resume my life with him. This is not happening. Embrais and I were planning our mating vows. Even his eyes tell me that he is still ashamed of me, and my duel natures, yet he come back to entrap me between forgotten duty and my love. Do I look like a Yo-yo.  Embrais is just as shocked as I am.  But my dear 'mother" doesn't seem so confused as she came with him like some herald trumpeting the return to all and a Cheshire grin. If I didn't know any better, I would say she had planed it all. </FONT></div> <div>            Zhaneel is even biting trees in two. I guess I am not the only one who is not impressed with all of this. I am losing my damned mind"</div> <bR> <div>             " OK that is it. Call in the surgeon and remove this accursed heart from my breast for it is killing me. And take these terrible feelings with it.  Only weeks ago Whisper was demanding me to return to Feruche and resume my responsibilities. Now he is willingly giving me up to Embrais. Christs in Hell, what do I look like a stinking playing chip?  I am already a mess. And now I am sever pile of shaking anger. Of course I don't want to be in that arrangement, but to return and just pass me off to the next in line is not only degrading but down right Rude.  </div> <div>              It doesn't help that Zhan and Lilith are quibbling with each other. They are up to something and I am the cause but I have no idea what its all about. Em is driving me crazy with his standoffish mannerisms when near me, and I am ready to run Whisper through his oh so self righteous back. I swear that I am no longer a person but a forsaken commodity. ARRRRGGGHHHHHHH. "</div> <bR> <bR> <div> -  after the mess was untangled, her second marriage came about. She and Embrais were mated after long years of Kerowyn's fits of rage over the affair and his tender understandings.</div> <div>        It was a beautiful set of books detailing all that had happened. Including the Arrival of the twins, Jasmine and Raphael.  And the continuation of her exploits of her dealings with the dead,  her retributions, and contestant good deeds, proving the gift of the heart had finally gained victory over the vampire in her. As far as all could tell, she was no longer a damned soul.</div> <bR> <div> - Kerowyn took on her new station as a servant to the divine. She would act as any other angel would, assisting the departed to their final homes, delivering messages to those who could not hear the divine speak to them, all that happy jazz as she put it. She gained strength, and power and lavished love and received it as well. Although she would get the summons from some divinity for some distant war, her family understood. She was on her way to recovery and happiness.</div> <bR> <div> - it seems that peace and sanity was never meant for this one. For Lilith was spotted on several occasions to be wandering Feruche from the journals of this time frame. Kerowyn kept the Keep when Whisper was not in attendance. All that we can surmise is that the last section of Journals is that she suspected something was afoot, and she needed to intervene before all hell broke loose.</div> <bR> <div>          <FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#DDDDDD" FACE="Arial" >" I trust that hellish bitch about as far as I can throw her. I know that mother dearest is up to something, I just can't put my finger on it. Zhaneel has been watching the Keep even in my absents and has reported Lilith's long nights with Whisper. She could never get close enough to hear, and the servants are never about to witness these events, so no luck in getting them to talk. Em is not to happy either. Seems that the two of them had it out and she is no longer allowed near the Grove. Good thing too. Because if she ever got near Raphael in his present state of confusion, I am sure she would undo the poor child. But his unrest couldn't have come at a worse time. </FONT></div> <div>         my guts tell me that I have to do something about all this, but I am stuck waiting to see what is played out. I have never been a patient person. "</div> <bR> <div>           " OK Em is in his right mind to be furious at me. But Raphael's is out of control. And the only thing I can do is take him where he will not injure anyone or himself. I took him to Nod.  I know. I know. What was I thinking. And I am not real sure I like the idea much my self. But it was the best option.  Em can't seem to reach him, he seems to be angry at me. And honestly Jasmine is ready to fry him to a crisp. My only concern is that in my absents, SHE is with him. He tells me no, and I have to trust that. But I can't help but wonder why none of the wraiths that wander constantly about the Keep and Nod never seem to have anything to say but parrot what he tells me. Zhan and I both don't like it. And she keep reporting to me that Lilith continues her stays when Whisper is in the Keep. This is driving me crazy."</div> <bR> <bR> <div> - <FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#FFFFCC" FACE="Arial" >Time drags on according to the journals. The only eventful remarks is her worry about rapheal and his departure from the realms. Occasionally she mentions his well being during his stay with his "auntie" Sianna. But after a while she lost him. He seemed to disappear for close to three years. It gets muddled between two or three books being kept at the same time frame. </FONT></div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="111f89c0.jpg" border=0 width="248" height="412" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> (copyright Juile Bell)</div> <bR> <div> Whisper's Demise</div> <bR> <bR> <div> - finally Lilith plays out her hand that seemed to last eternity according to Kerowyn and company. The twins were back in the Groves, but soon they were ripped form Kerowyn and Embrais lives. Raphael went to end some sort of vendetta against Lilith and lost terribly. No sooner had Kerowyn sought out the Dark Mother to seek her revenge, that her daughter sacrificed herself to gain the realm freedom for the girls home world from Lilith. Within two days the twins were together again in the arms of their patron god, Awen. A great rift opened between Em and Kerowyn. She went out seeking the very life she had once chased for millenniums, leaving her love behind to suffer his own grief's. She was not to be stopped this time. Zhaneel followed her, and  couldn't bring the enraged Kerowyn out of her vengeance.</div> <bR> <div>   During her savage chase, she was called to war by a Divine summons. But that summons proved to be a Well placed lie. We can tell from her last entries to this particular set of books that she fell victim once again to Lilith's handy works.</div> <bR> <div>               <FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#DDDDDD" FACE="Arial" >" My god, it has happened. I lie here with my own blood seeping out of me and nothing can be done about it. My fears have come to rest. I knew she was up to something and now I know. And I wonder after it is all sorted out if the Dragons and the Silvers will ever keep their alliance. Lilith had been goading Whisper into a frenzy. Feeding his prejudices of my linage, his hate of my tainted blood.   Telling him contemptuous lies that spilled from his lips like the life blood that poured from his wounds. He was going to go after Embrais next, and I couldn't let that happen.  I have already lost my children, I could not sacrifice my beloved no matter how distant we had become.</FONT></div> <div>                    We have become our worse fears. And I have become the monster I have ran from. Even my  Whisper has become an agent of my mothers. I have never know Whisper to listen to that infernal woman, but now we both will pay that price.</div> <div>                Even in death, my hands will never forget that feeling of his own dagger in my hands passing through his body, and severing his spine from neck. And I will never forget the look on his face when he ran my heart through with his holy blade. I am sure that he never knew that the guise on that weapon would keep me from healing. Or maybe he did, but his anger allowed him to over look it.  And the look of instant regret when the power ran its course instantly through us both. His was an instant death. And in my core I know that he went screaming, cursing her all the way. But mine, mine is a slow and agonizing end. I get to reflect on my doings and watch those that love me witness my wasting. </div> <div>       I hope that someone tells my brother and my brood sisters not to worry, and not to fall victim to Lilith's plans. I fear that this is only the beginnings to something that is meant to undo all of us. But I know my brother, and he will easily fall into her webs again. I guess we never really are free once she has given notice. </div> <div>                Oddly I feel at peace with it all. I am ready for judgment. I am weary of the counted years and the pains that goes with living as I am. I have served all sides, I have given my best years to faithful service to the divine beings that summoned my service. All I can do now is wait for final rest.  Build my Pyre next to my children's, for I am to see them soon.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="0b7fe630.jpg" border=0 width="254" height="355" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">   </div> <div> ( Copyright  Royo )</div> <bR> <bR> <div> if only it had stopped here. For no soul in all of creation, in the entire multi verse, should suffer and live like this. But her return is inevitable. And the weeping never ends. </div> <div> <A HREF="id42.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Flight"><U>Flight</U></A></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>