The Sixth Coming

The Sixth Coming

by Richard Donahue

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ISBN-13: 9781452028163
Publisher: AuthorHouse
Publication date: 07/29/2010
Pages: 372
Product dimensions: 8.25(w) x 11.00(h) x 0.77(d)

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The Sixth Coming


By Richard Donahue

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Copyright © 2010 Richard Donahue
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ISBN: 978-1-4520-2816-3


Chapter One

& The Turquoise Kingdom &

&& Sun Dagger &&

The Golden Dagger sliced through the pale blue dawn - to pierce the silver whorls through to their cold stone heart.

The Stone Hauer awoke from his half dream - - - half muse - - - and - - - smiled.

It was the summer solstice and his work - - - the toil of forty long years - - - was close to perfection. Once the golden dagger of the solstice sunrise precisely pierced each of the nineteen silver stone spirals he would be free to return to his family and beloved land to the south.

He half-turned and gazed down from his vantage point atop the turquoise palace - - - deeply inhaling the sweet cool intoxicating darkness.

Vast forests of giant oak and chestnut - - - abounding with game for the taking - - - stood invisible in the grey dawn to the east - - - as did the wild inland waters - - teaming with the fruits of the sea - - - lay hidden to the west - - - taunting - - - mocking this proverbial bird in its golden cage.

As the Stone Hauer slowly cast his gaze around the close confines of his tower prison - - - his mind's eye caught a glimpse of the soft wisp of a fleeting shadow below. Slowly - - - but - - - oh- so-slowly - - - the faint silhouette of a shrouded form softly emerged from the swirling mists - - - to stand proud and motionless - - - in a direct line with the rising sun to the east.

In his mind - - - the Stone Hauer knew that he couldn't see her - - - but in his heart - - - he knew that she was there - - - the "Sun Maiden" - - - the eldest daughter of the "Emperor of the Celestial Blue Mountain" - - - and - - - royal heir of the "Empress of the Turquoise Waters."

Toward the west - - - Stone Hauer could hear the sounds of men stirring as they made ready for the day. They would be readying their boats for their daily foray into the rich fishing grounds of the ancient Glacial Sea.

The Stone Hauer savagely broke from his musings and became dead earnest.

It was time for action - - - action as fierce as the sun dagger searing its way through the flesh of the sleeping dawn. His race was against the speed of fleeting shadows - - - torn apart by a majestic sunrise.

He would not have another chance for another nineteen years.

He now had only seconds - - - not minutes - - - to fine tune the sun dagger - - - and - - - to bring the sun and moon calendars once again into perfect alignment.

As the sun slipped over the horizon - - - Stone Hauer's subconscious registered the wafting melodic chanting of the shrouded form far below - - - but - - - his muscles and mind were burning with the task of the moment before him - - - as - - - sinewy arms set his silver steel hammer ringing against the cold lifeless stone.

&& The Morning Song &&

The Sun Maiden steadfastly gazed skyward - - - her gaze riveted toward the east and toward her mistress - - - the rising morning sun.

Her royal duty - - - as Sun Maiden - - - was to welcome her majesty from her long nocturnal slumber and to give thanks to her warming and healing rays.

As the infant dawn slowly stirred - - - the - - - Sun Maiden slowly turned and solemnly walked toward the sacred stairs leading upward to the sacred garden - - - as her guardian shadow burst through its renegade brothers and sisters - - - wayward vanguards of the night - - - with a vengeance.

Slowly and then explosively - - - the blue black sky burst asunder with a kaleidoscope of reds and purples as her majesty the sun shook off her shroud of darkness and stepped forward into the infant dawn.

The Sun Maiden was barely aware of the frenzied voices breaking their silence far above her - - - and - - - the shattering of stone against the unrelenting blows of the silver steel hammer driven by the Stone Hauer's sinewy arms.

She turned - - - as if in a trance - - - and - - - gazed upward - - - her long golden bronze hair slowly - - - shyly - - - lithely - - - following the arch of her graceful body. The long dark archway seductively beckoned her - - - as her senses quivered at the fear of the shadows still so deep and void of light that nothing living could survive them.

Slowly and timidly - - - driven as much by feel as by sight - - - she reached the stairwell and hesitantly paused and let slip her Waiting Shroud from her shoulders:

Her bare back - - - free of the restraint of the silken fabric of her Waiting Shroud - - - warmed with the first caressing rays of the awakening sun - - - as her footsteps - - - dull - - - from the cold of the night - - - steadily warmed the cold stone - - - with each measured step.

The sun - - - kissed her daughter - - - and - - - threw her sun shadow into the abyss of the portal where it waged battle with the demons of the dark - and smote them down - - - with a fiery sword of light.

Chup-Kamui - - - she - - - who had once cherished the night - - - but - - - who now worshiped the dawn - - - gently quickened her pace as she trod the once - - - rough hewn steps - - - now - - - worn smooth by generations of silken slippers - - - slowly chasing her guardian shadow - - - as - - - she ascended to the Garden Level of the terraced palace - - -

Veiled hand maidens - - - still - - - in the warm embrace of their colorful waiting shrouds - - - held the flickering candles by which they had fended off the impetuous advances of the night.

One-by-one they embraced Chup-Kamui - - - and - - - then in unison followed her solemn steps to the great silver fountain - - - already - - - half encircled by a waiting assembly of the "other races."

The Sun Maiden paused - - - and - - - breathed in the fragrance of red roses and purple lilacs - - - as she tasted of the sweet early morning dew on her lips. As one - - - her hand maidens lifted their veils from their faces.

Chup-Kamui - - - first - - - with the handmaidens following suit - - - generously partook of soothing draughts from the silver fountain - - - as - - - the other races followed - - -

Southing Draughts - - - served in goblets of the most precious of stones: red rubies, green emeralds and blue sapphires and the most precious of metals: platinum and gold.

With the morning sky - - - now - - - in full celestial raiment - - - the solemnity of the moment - - - and - - - the dread of the night - - - was broken - - - with mirthful outbursts of joy and pleasure at the rebirth of creation.

We stand before thee once again - - - Alone in the cold dark dawn - - - Patiently awaiting thine guiding light - - - To lead us from the deep dark places - - - To thine Garden Door - - -

At thine beckoning we stir again - - - With footsteps timid as a fawn's - - - Mortal senses quivering - poised for flight - - - Darting - - - pausing - - - leaving no traces - - - Of the path we've wore - - -

We haltingly ascend once again - - - That secret staircase that spawns - - - Placid pathways of pleasure and delight - - - Unite us with thine garden graces - - - Of this - we thee implore - - -

Celestial light once again - - - From this wellspring have we drawn - - - All are we equal of birthright - - - As we trod equal steps of equal paces - - - As our forbearers of legend hoar - - -

We drink deep draughts once again - - - As night's shadowy veil is withdrawn - - - We bid gleeful farewell to celestial twilight - - - And welcome in its stead smiling faces - - - With this nectar have we all nightly oaths foreswore - - -

&& The Glacial Sea && (The Weltering Waters)

The Stone Hauer sat lazily in the sun - - - enjoying the bustling closeness of men - - - and - - - women.

He had crossed over to the mouth of the canal - - - which formed a harbor to a massive inland sea - - - born of the broken marriage of ice and cold eons ago - - - as - - - miles high ice dams far to the north - - - burst asunder - - - by - - - the - - - pent up passions of the retreating icen glaciers - - - explosively spewed forth a torrent of water so terrible and merciless that it slashed its way through rock and sky - - - until its passion spent - - - it lay exhausted and dying - - - at the foot of this very mountain.

Now - - - although now nothing more than a glacial pool - - - these ancient waters still fought to gain purchase on the unyielding rocks - - - only - - - to fall - - - time-and-time again - - - exhausted - - - back into the icy depths - - - to lay gasping and roiling in agony - - - until their strength - - - once again renewed - - - they attempted one more futile onslaught.

The Stone Hauer - - - seated - - - eyes fixed on the icy blue expanse before him - - - slowly drew several deep breaths - - - each breath - - - slowly - - - rhythmically - - - matching - - - the eternal lapping of the waves upon the shore.

Slowly - - - deliberately - - - purposely - - - The Stone Hauer - - - closed his eyes - - -

Eyes closed - - - The Stone Hauer listed to sounds - - - sounds - - - long forgotten - - - painfully - - - searching - - - searching his memory for their source and their meaning.

The constant chattering of maidens off to the market - - - was a sound not so easy to forget - - - even for one as old as he - - - but - - - other sounds were much more pervasive - - -

Pervasive - - - Ancient - - - Sounds - - -

The quick rapid sniffing of a stray dog on the scent - - - searching for scraps of bait and fish hastily discarded from the returning fishing vessels - - -

The creaking sound of a wooden winch - - - transferring cargo from a deep drafted sea-going vessel to a shallow horse-drawn river barge - - -

The almost too faint rhythmical sound of a mechanical chain-pump hoisting captive river waters to the uppermost terrace of the turquoise palace - - -

Captive River Waters - - - captive - - - being hoisted to the uppermost terrace of the Turquoise Palace - - -where - - - at the whim of a palace gardener - - - they would be set free to cascade down as miniature waterfalls - - - to shower mounds of flowering vines which chose to lazily overhang the palace walls - - - rather than to strive for the sun.

The Stone Hauer took a deep breath - - - holding it for a long slow count of ten - - - and - - - then - - - breathed it forcefully out through his nostrils - - -

The Stone Hauer - - - blowing memories forcefully out through his nostrils - - - purging - - - his mind of years - - - no of lifetimes - - - of forced labor and mental stagnation.

As the Stone Hauer forcibly exhaled the years of imprisonment from his body and soul - - - ancestral memories flooded his being - - - primordial memories of a time long before even his forbearers had been born.

Then slowly - - - subconsciously - - - childhood memories began to form and to rise to the level of his consciousness - - - warm gentle memories of the sun - - - and of the sea - - - and of his mother's smile.

Although still not fully yet registered in his consciousness - - - his longing spirit began to search this vast glacial sea for men of his own kind - - - and - - - for the massive sailing ships that would board him passage to the south and to his home and family.

As he slowly scanned the sea - - - searching for familiar silhouettes - - - he recognized at a glance the low slung silhouettes of the long ships from the north and the high top-heavy silhouettes of the swift boats from the south.

The long ships - - - long narrow austere ships from the north - - - sturdily built to withstand the harsh river ice and to navigate the sharply turning and twisting rivers - - - crudely and harshly fashioned from rough hewn planks of oak - - - quickly lashed together with a thick coarse hemp rope - - - then hammered fast to timbers with massive wooden dowel pins and finally sealed with a coarse black oakum - - - hemp rope heavily impregnated with tar - - -served as sturdy barriers against wave and storm.

The swift ships - - - brightly colored sailing ships - - - loosely fashioned of bound bundles of reed and rush so that not only might the sea might find easy passage through the hull but that the ship might also better find an easy passage through the sea - - - by brashly riding the crest of monstrous waves without fear of ever being swamped.

But strangely - - - he noticed - - - that the great and the small remained almost invisible.

There were the behemoths - - - giant lumbering barnacle encrusted barges - - - moving so slowly as to appear as great motionless islands of this inland sea - - - moving forests of lumber and mountains of stone to fuel the sometimes monstrous acts of manmade creation: towers and temples and tombs.

And there were the bobbing gnat-sized - - - coracles - - - circular skin boats of the hunters of water fowl - - - detected more by the exuberant sound of a successful hunt than by sight - - - loaded - - - to overflowing with geese and duck and swan - - - and - - - all manner and sort of water fowl save for the majestic blue heron - - -

For - - -

The Blue Heron alone was the sacred bird of the king.

But The Stone Hauer's searching eye - - - could not find that for which he was longing.

As the Stone Hauer stood and stretched - - - snapping his tendons back into place after too much inactivity - - - he returned his gaze and his thoughts to the docks - - - and - - - to the present - - - seeking to read the thoughts of those around him.

There was no doubt - - - that to the casual early morning market goers - - - on this calm and sunny day - - - the long ships - - - with a single sail and five oars to a side - - - seemed not crudely constructed - - but bespoke of a gentle life of sea breezes and favorable winds - - - begot of a lifetime of gentle sailing on a gentle glacial sea. But the Stone Hauer was enough of the world to know that while these ships boasted a crisp canvas sail with which to catch the morning breeze and a romantic notion of a market go-er or two - - - these long ships were for the most part blatantly austere.

But austereness like beauty - - - is in the eye of the beholder - - - for the Stone Hauer knew that for the old grizzled seafarers - - - long since reduced to repairing torn fishing nets - - - these long sailing ships were an object of scorn - - - for these men of steel - - - who had had their ancient spirits tempered in a baptism of blood and fire long before memory - - - were of a time and place where a man battled his way through life with courage and wit and did not have to depend upon a whimsical breeze to blow him to shore at a day and time of its own choosing - - - for these men - - - whose wayward lives had become as turned and twisted as the rivers that they loved - - - vehemently eschewed the sail for the oar and the cabin for the elements - - - showing an open and profound distain for those younger and softer than they - - - who had greedily and foolishly forsaken strength for comfort and had become emasculated in the process.

But enough of these long ships and men of twisted steel!!!

The Stone Hauer - - - once again - - - hopefully cast his gaze westward in the direction of his memories - - - searching for a mast and sail of a more gentle and enduring nature - - - that of a great sailing ship - - - which sought not to barricade its children from their mother sea and father sky with heavy planks and coarse black oakum - - - but sought - - - with reed and rush - - - to coax mother sea to gently rock her boat cradle and gently lull her children to sleep - - - where once asleep father sky could bear them away on soft warm breezes to the here-to-for unforetold lands of discovery and compassion.

As the soft lullaby of the gentle waves softly lulled his mind's eye to sleep - - - the Stone Hauer found himself as the happy boy-child he once was - - - wandering these self-same lands of compassion and discovery - - - innocently hand-in-hand with a girl-child - - - and as one with these children of the warm gentle seas.

The Stone Hauer slightly awakened at some distant sound - - - but - - - soon closed his eyes as he felt his worn spirit meld with the splintered memories of this ancient glacial sea - - - for he too was ancient - - - and - - - he too could remember the passions of his youth - - - and - - - the time when he had the power to grind rock into sand.

Again - - - in a half-dream - - - the Stone Hauer heard the distant and faint whirling of the chain- pump - - - and saw the glacial sea's one more futile attempt to escape the confines of its valley - - - willingly becoming the slave to gain the top of the mountain where perchance it might slip away unnoticed - - - as a gentle mist - - - to rain down amidst unknown adventures.

He opened his eyes - - - and - - - gazed back across the canal - - - at the palace prison from which he had just this morning - - - in all haste - - - departed - - - magnificent in its splendor - - - but terrible in its confinement - - - turquoise belvedere pinnacle against an early morning magenta sky.

Soft wisps of clouds serendipitously wafted in the sky - - - forming fleeting images of loved ones and childhood scenes - - - merging into faces and places - - - only to drift away again as with his fleeting thoughts.

Slowly inexorably cloud fragments coalesced - - - taking more of a solid form as faces - - - sweet maiden faces - - - took shape before his mind's eye - - - slowly coming to life - - - teasing at first by softly blowing into his ear as a warm summer sea breeze - - - then once lulled by promises of paradise on earth - - - shaking his entire being with a bone-numbing chill as a slight gale danced among the waves. As the sun burned once again through the clouds the maidens spoke with a burning command: "Free us mighty one - - - for - - - as your reward - - - you will be reborn and with your rebirth will come our freedom."

The Stone Hauer started - - - almost falling off of his perch - - - but - - - it was not the warm blue sky at which he was staring - - - but - - - rather the ice cold ancient glacial sea - - - and - - - not the magnificent palace bedecked with its over-hanging gardens of climbing vines - - - but - - - a piece of driftwood draped with seaweed.

Enough of this - - - snorted the Stone Hauer - - - I'm HUNGRY!!!

(Continues...)



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Table of Contents

Contents

Acknowledgment....................ix
& The Turquoise Kingdom &....................1
&& Sun Dagger &&....................1
&& The Morning Song &&....................2
&& The Glacial Sea && (The Weltering Waters)....................5
&& Soyala &&....................9
&& The Grotto &&....................11
&& The Gift &&....................14
&& The Minstrel &&....................17
&& The Fishtaker &&....................19
&& Battle of the Rodents &&....................22
&& A Day's Ride &&....................26
&& The Widow's Walk &&....................30
&& The Great Herd &&....................36
&& Dance of the Lion Killers &&....................39
&& Sky Island &&....................42
&& Two Old Friends &&....................46
& Back Home &....................52
&& Slough Boy &&....................52
&& The Reflecting Pool &&....................58
&& The Tessen &&....................61
&& Kajika's Dream &&....................67
&& The Overhanging Gardens &&....................69
&& Childhood Memories &&....................71
&& The Golden Orb &&....................74
&& The Bowharp &&....................79
&& The Stations of Remembrance &&....................86
&& The Sleeping Chamber &&....................98
&& Tower of the Sleeping Bones &&....................140
& Land of the Sun King &....................152
&& Encampment &&....................152
&& Deer Chasing &&....................157
&& Reunion &&....................158
& Disturbing Dreams &....................166
&& The God Stone &....................166
&& The Awakening &&....................214
&& Breaking the Fast &&....................214
&& The Vermillion Tattoo &&....................238
& The Pleasure Barge &....................240
&& Eve of Departure &&....................243
&& Twilight Gloaming &&....................251
&& Flogging of the Dawn &&....................255
& Tableaux &....................272
& Tona-teootl &....................273
&& Coming of Age &&....................274
&& The Obsidian Throne &&....................275
&& Snowflake Obsidian &&....................276
&& Seated at the Right Hand of God &&....................279
&& THE SIX GOD/DESSES &&....................282
&& God Children &&....................284
&& I Tona-teootl &&....................285
&& Tezcatlipoca &&....................287
&& Clearing of the Tables &&....................290
&& The Tablecloths &&....................297
&& The Sixth Play &&....................301
&& The Golems &&....................302
&& The Six Stone Statues &&....................308
&& Reflections of Yesterday &&....................310
&& The Crystal Skulls &&....................313
&& The Golems Answer &&....................317
&& The Poet's Prophesy &&....................320
&& The Sixth Creation &&....................322
&& LAYING OF THE SKIN &&....................331
&& THE TESSEN &&....................333
&& Mask Changing &&....................339
&& Xochiquetzal &&....................345
&& Ashes to Ashes &&....................349
&& Charm of Hummingbirds &&....................351
&& Homage &&....................352
&& Flotsam and Jetsam &&....................353
& Epilogue &....................357
&&& Glossary &&&....................359

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Sixth Coming 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
vectoreq More than 1 year ago
Set in a New World Realm, sung like a Saga, and enough color and imagery to simulate an LSD trip, I found this book quite entertaining; being very descriptive and captivating. Donahue makes this dreamlike world come alive in your own head. Be warned, make sure you have eaten and have a beer handy, as the imagery will make you thirst and hunger ;-) The storyline introduces personalities in depth, and it is easy to bond with the characters. It is a cliffhanger; its ending will leave you wanting to know what comes next, or the why's of certain events. I highly recommend this book.
Rich85616 More than 1 year ago
I wrote this book - so I am trying my best to be objective. This book is available in both a color and black & white version - with the color version being much more pricey because of the higher quality paper required to print several color pictures - which really help to explain the story. I've posted several of the interior pictures on Facebook. In short - this is the story of a Shield Maiden and her battle with a Powerful King - of a realm - that I would prefer to think of as "Middle Earth on the North American Continent." Feathered Dinosaurs abound - cover - as do Giant Flightless Birds. No epic battle scenes here - but - that is what Book II is all about. Comments are most welcome.