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The Revelation
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Excerpt I
Excerpt II
Excerpt III
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Summer
The colors appealed to him.
From the vastness of the void where all was either the
pure radiance of burning white suns or the hollowness of cold, black
space, this small gem of a world swathed in wispy clouds drew him
nearer. The blues of oceans churning, the greens of fertile life
stretching their arms towards the light, the browns of lands made of
earth and clay - the colors had been painted on the spherical canvas
with such beauty and artistry, surely this was the work of his
Father.
As he gazed afar from the periphery of the solar
system, he saw that the world was in constant motion. It flickered
with life and death like the transient shimmering of a hummingbird's
wings – scintillating in its beauty.
The Earth.
Though colored like a blue-green emerald, it had not
its hardness. It was far more fragile than any gem. Like a delicate
bubble, it floated and spun daintily in the ether. The slightest
wind could simply make it all cease to exist.
Lucifer wondered if he should dare touch it, to see if
he could hold the tiny bauble on his fingertips without bursting its
temporal existence. But his reverie was interrupted by a spear of
light interceding between him and the multicolored orb. The light
reflected and magnified upon itself, growing ever more radiant until
it obscured the sun, taking on substance and form, becoming an
angel.
She stood tall and slender with eyes of wisdom, clear
and bright. Eyes bright like the Morningstar. Eyes bright like
Lucifer’s.
He greeted her with a smile. "Hello, my sister."
She angrily responded, "Do not mock me Lucifer! I know
of your plans, and they are not right, eldest brother! The path you
seek is an abomination to God!”
"I have done nothing. Nothing at all … yet.” Lucifer’s
smile became more enigmatic.
His sister knew that illusion too well. There was
neither joy nor laughter behind that smile. No sadness. No
bitterness. It was just the interplay of shadow and light – both
co-existing – curled at the corners of his lips.
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