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Chronicles of a Twin Earth, Sun, and Solar System Under Siege

Dedicated to Gabriel Tall Chief who first blew the horn and to M.G.Y. who couldn't hear it...

Vol. I, Fatal Convergence by Gabriel Tall Chief, Vol. II, Cloud and Avalanche by Gabriel Tall Chief, Vol. III, Battles of the DUBESOR (mostly on-line, with CHRONICLE FIFTY-NINE, "The Blind Man Who Could See," now available) by Gabriel Tall Chief, Vol. IV, Lost Chronicles, Mystery Chronicles, and Unchronicles by Horace Brave Scout, Vol. V, Beyond the Rapture by Horace Brave Scout, Vol. VI, Natal Convergence by Horace Brave Scout Vol. VII, Final Wars...Convergence at Orion by Horace Brave Scout


Retro Star

WELCOME TO THE TWIN EARTH(S)!

AND WELCOME TO FATAL CONVERGENCE!

Gabriel Tall Chief and Horace Brave Scout greet you as an honest friend and candidate for Retrostar challenger! This is a narrative by CP-challenged Gabriel and his cousin Horace that chronicles the struggles of humanity enlisted in a genius's computerized zero sum wargame against the global invasions of unknown superior entities. The Twin Earth chronicles record these battles with relentless waves of alien power which cause the reversal of technology and culture. Mankind sustains one attack only to be blasted by another. How many onslaughts will come? How will they appear? How long can people cope? Or can they? In today's society that has come to question the ability of world powers and leaders to solve catastrophic problems, the struggles of people on Earths I and II will speak to all those who are searching for a winning strategy in a seemingly no-win dilemma.

Our RetroStar Chroniclers:

Gabriel Tall Chief, a Lakota Indian prophet in Holland House, a private children's care center and hospice, Eden Prairie, Minnesota, in the 1990s. As his chronicles for Earth II show, years in advance of the developments he revealed that there would be a catastrophic tsunami, a world-wide network of terrorism and use of conventional explosives to disrupt government and society, the confrontation of the Arab bloc with the West involving the threat of chemical-biological WPM (Weapons of Pestilential Murder), a decline in NASA and the secret intelligence services, catastrophic weather changes, and the discovery of artifacts of Atlantis (much larger pyramids than Giza's have recently come to light in the former Yugoslavia); he also predicted a total collapse of computer-based Western society and the reversal of technology, not to mention, the reversal of cultural development, the rise and fall of a world government based on the European Union, and a Dutch takeover of America and the Caribbean as an Ice Age clamps down on most of the Northern Hemisphere.

Gabriel's disciple and dream-weaver and dream-rider, Horace Brave Scout, who gathered the "fragments" of the chronicles that remained after Gabriel died:

Back in the 1700s the Lakota got a little prophetic recording the tribe's events, foreseeing ANNO STELLAE 1912's Sinking of the Big Canoe:

Later, Horace Brave Scout journeyed back to the same event, and the others that followed it in quick succession:

The Kiowa, too, had their recorders:

The best cushy job in his life--working for Wolff and Harland in the Belfast shipyards--turned sour for Marty Yeager, so sour he drew a star that, one bitter-cold, black night, answered his call for bloody revenge from across the universe.

Did you get the impression from the calendars that Earth got into some kind of big trouble sometime around ANNO 1912? Your impression is absolutely true to the facts. But that was just the beginning--the first tiny baby step to what we now are facing. What is causing all this havoc and mayhem and unannounced terrorism in the Universe, the Solar System, and the Twin Earths that follows close on the sinking of the White Star Line's greatest ship? Nobody seems to know, and the right questions aren't even being asked--not for a long time anyway, thanks to the opposition of all-powerful vested interests, and by then it may be too late to save Earth(s) from the unknown Alien(s).


The Series of the Twin Earths is available on disk or can be electronically transmitted. The series consists of: RETRO STAR, Vol. 1, Fatal Convergence, Vol. 2, Cloud and Avalanche, Vol. 3. Battles of the DUBESOR, Vol. 4, Lost Chronicles; Part Two, Unchronicles, Vol. 5, Natal Convergence, Vol. 6, Beyond the Rapture, Vol. 7. Final Wars...Convergence at Orion

A "Letter to Agent, Outlines, and Overview and Marketing Strategy" of the Series":

Agent Letter, Outlines, Strategy

A Last Word Count in ANNO STELLAE 1997: 1,400,000

Outlines for VOLUME I, RETROSTAR:

CHRONICLES 1-24--WHAT'S IN THEM?

CHRONICLE ONE--WHAT'S IN IT?


CHRONICLES TWO TO SIX--WHAT'S IN THEM?


CHRONICLES SEVEN TO NINE--WHAT'S IN THEM?


CHRONICLES TEN TO TWELVE--WHAT'S IN THEM?


CHRONICLES EIGHTEEN TO NINETEEN--WHAT'S IN THEM?


CHRONICLES TWENTY TO TWENTY-THREE--WHAT'S IN THEM?


CHRONICLE TWENTY-FOUR--WHAT'S IN IT?


OUTLINES, CHRONICLES ONE TO FORTY-FIVE


OUTLINES, CHRONICLES FIFTY-EIGHT TO SIXTY TWO


Main Game Players (Earth II):

1. The Titans (Atlanteans) who lost Atlantis, the mother continent, on both Earths; then tried repeatedly to re-assert their rule over Earth II; they are a superhuman species that has turned vampire and lives almost indefinitely.

2. The Ten Stones of Fire (Starlike, Jeweline, Super-intelligent, Alien Entities), each performing as OP, or, Opposing Player, with the aim of conquering and destroying the Earths, I and II, and their respective universes.

3. Dr. Pikkard's Computer Wargame, represented by Wally, an electronically-created, free-roaming butterly who fights for humanity's survival against the Alien(s)

4. Human "Alphabetic" or A-Z Champions, also a subgroup called DUBESOR, or the Rosebud Champions

5. Yeshua, the A and Z, the Alpha and Omega, and the Aleph and Tau (also known as FC, the so-called "Forbidden Category")

EVEN BEFORE THE TITANIC'S SPECTACULAR DIVE IN CHRONICLE ONE, SOME CLUES ARE GIVEN US. FOR INSTANCE: ON BOTH EARTH I AND EARTH II A CERTAIN CHOICE OF A YOUNG RUSSIAN ARISTOCRAT'S FIANCE (UPPER CLASS, KREMLIN-BORN AND BRED DAUGHTER OF A COURT PHYSICIAN, KNOWN LATER AS ONLY THE "OVERLY POSSESSIVE" WIFE OF THE NOBEL PRIZE-WINNER COUNT LEO TOLSTOY) PREPARED THE WAY OF THE ALIEN ENTITY ON EARTH II AND THE DRAGON ON EARTH I: FOR THIS CHECK OUT SCENARIO I. THEN RETURN FOR SCENARIO II, WHICH REVEALS THE GREAT RECORDER HIMSELF, CHRONICLER GABRIEL TALL CHIEF. FINALLY, SCENARIO III, WHERE A KREMLIN STARETZ REVEALS YEARS BEFOREHAND WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN IN THE ILL-STARRED 20TH CENTURY OF BOTH EARTHS, WHEN SOMETHING WORSE THAN THE H5N 1 STRAIN OF THE BIRD FLU VIRUS IS INFECTING THE TWINS, SO THAT THEIR INTERTWINED FATES ARE ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO SEPARATE FROM EACH OTHER.

(Chronicles Completed unmarked; Chronicles Not Yet Available Marked IP, In Progress)

Volume I Fatal Convergence

Retrostar Contents

Scenario I: CHRONICLE OF SOFYA'S CHOICE

SCENARIO I

Scenario II: CHRONICLE OF THE MEDICINE SPEAR

SCENARIO II

Scenario III: CHRONICLE OF THE KREMLIN STARETZ--EARTH I

SCENARIO III

CHRONICLE ONE, A. S. (ANNO STELLAE, Year of the Star) 1912 1. The Belfast Colossus 2. Night of the Tornnarsuk

PART I, CHRONICLE ONE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

3. "What, have we hit anything?"

PART II, CHRONICLE ONE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

4. Pursuit 5. Mystery Stone

PART III, CHRONICLE ONE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

The Carnelian/Sardius

CHRONICLE TWO, A. S. 1918 Visions from Space

CHRONICLE TWO, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THREE, A. S. 1924 1. The East Gate 2. Carter's Pill

PARTS 1-2, CHRONICLE THREE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

3. Carter's Royal Sphinx Turkish Cigarettes 4. G-EAOU

PARTS 3-4, CHRONICLE THREE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FOUR, A. S. 1939 1. The Polar King 2. Convergence in Tinsel Town

CHRONICLES FOUR AND FIVE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIVE, A. S. 1967 1. "Act of God" 2. Letter to ANNO 5931 3. The River of Time's End

CHRONICLE SIX, A. S. 1969 1. The Chevy Chase Inscription 2. A Different Drum 3. Signature of the Drum 4. Miracle at Project M

CHRONICLE SEVEN, A. S. 1985 1. "Switched off?" 2. Epitaph for a Lost Ship

CHRONICLE EIGHT, A. S. 1986 1. "Roll Program." (Challenger) 2. STS 51-L Sequence of Main Events 3. Dear Mr. President:

CHRONICLES SIX, SEVEN, AND EIGHT, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE NINE, A. S. 1987 1. Black Tuesday II 2. Spackle in the Sky with Diamonds 3. Tempest in a Teapot? 4. Mouse or Lion? 5. "Now you see it..." 6. Skylab II: the Year of Sol 7. Enigma of the Gleba 8. Catamaran and Mouse 9. Last of the Great American Icons

CHRONICLE NINE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TEN, A. S. 1994 1. "And so if he sign rosebud. It just a game." 2. "A lot of 'mind games,' yeah?" 3. Kamamoto's Mind Game 4. Butterfly's StartUp

CHRONICLE TEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

5. "It's All in the Frequency."

"It's All in the Frequency," CHRONICLE TEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE ELEVEN, A. S. 1996- 1. Flyby of the Blue Centaur 2. Hantsbo's Main Chance

CHRONICLE ELEVEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

3. The Thief in the Night (Earth I) THE THIEF IN THE NIGHT, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWELVE, A. S. 2024 1. A Question of Any 2. A Matter Under Advisement: The Triliths of Orion--Part I

CHRONICLE TWELVE, PART I, RETROSTAR

A Matter Under Advisement: The Triliths of Orion--Part II CHRONICLE TWELVE, PART II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THIRTEEN, A. S. 2113 1. A Childish Phase 2. Reformed 3. Q.U.I.P.

CHRONICLE THIRTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FOURTEEN, A. S. 2145 1. Fresh Ice 2. The Ultimate Weapon 3. The Unstoppable Chill 4. Nils the Red

CHRONICLE FOURTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIFTEEN, A. S. 2146 1. Head #41 2. Plots and Counterplots

CHRONICLE FIFTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE SIXTEEN, A. S. 2155 1. "First Citizen" 2. Red Bladed II, Retrenchment, and the Mole

CHRONICLE SIXTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE SEVENTEEN, A. S. 2165 1. More Crowns for the Emperor 2. Convergence of Kings

CHRONICLE SEVENTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE EIGHTEEN, A. S. 2170 1. Convergence in Greece: Beyond the Roche Limit 2. Marching Trees 3. Workin' for the Man 4. First the Foie Gras, Then... 5. Old is In, New is Out! 6. Another Domecraft Scratched! 7. Homecoming to Chillingsworth-opolis! 8. A Mongolian Interruption 9. Bisbee on Alert! 10. Chillingsworth's Zombie

PART ONE, CHRONICLE EIGHTEEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

11. Crisis Control at the Olde Guildhall 12. "Sorry, folks, no Tube today" 13. Visions and Portents 14. Last Breakfast at the Chillingsworthies 15. Fleeing Birds, Floundering Fishes 16. Chillingsworth's Contingency Plan 17. Chillingsworth's Personal Test 18. Black Death II 19. Our Lady of the Angels--Vacancy 20. Palms, More Palms, and Fire Jaguars

PART TWO, CHRONICLE EIGHTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

21. "What, has the plumbing been hit too?" 22. "Hull bloody world's fallin' apart!" 23. Final ESCape 24. 19.9999999999999...Chthonic Complications 25. The Arctic Fox 26. Seemingly Doomed 27. Death of the Rose? 28. Counterclockwise 29. Birdman of Our Lady's 30. Cause: Unknown

PART THREE, CHRONICLE EIGHTEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE NINETEEN, A. S. 2171... 1. Hermon's Folly 2. Crazy John from Ivujivik

CHRONICLE NINETEEN, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY, A. S. 2251 1. Ice and Fire 2. Singer of the Stone

CHRONICLE TWENTY, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY-ONE, A. S. 2382 1. A Plain Dutch Boy 2. The Good Ship Argo 3. A Mill Worker! 4. Shafted CHRONICLE TWENTY-ONE, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY-TWO, A. S. 2390-91 1. "Work, woman!" 2. Wooden Wings 3. The Big Little Apple

CHRONICLE TWENTY-TWO, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY-THREE, A. S. 2392 1. Leamis's Good Turn 2. The Mountain Climbed! 3. The Contract 4. Dendrochronology--the Professor's Folly 5. Just What the Doctor Ordered 6. Decline in a Dutch Paradise? 7. Vent and Rip

PART 1, CHRONICLE TWENTY-THREE, RETROSTAR

8. The Perfect Getaway 9. "A River flowed out of Eden..." 10. "Discoverer of Lost Atlantis" 11. Cave of Cannibals 12. Visitors to Earth 13. The Mary Celeste Avenger 14. "We three kings of Orient are..."

PART 2, CHRONICLE TWENTY-THREE, RETROSTAR

15. The Paper Chase 16. Outings with Anne 17. The Kilpaison Female Temperament 18. King of Ellis 19. The Break 20. The Treasure Room 21. The Professor's Wargame

PART 3, CHRONICLE TWENTY-THREE, RETROSTAR

22. The Gray Fox Speaketh 23. "Was it in his contract?" 24. A Dream and a Face 25. Atlantis--will she ever come? 26. Four Cents Saved, Four Cents Earned 27. "Low bridge! Everybody down!" 28. Rebirth of the Atlantis

PART 4, CHRONICLE TWENTY-THREE, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY-FOUR, A. S. 2393 1. Convergence in Wioteheka Wi 2. Fool's Day 3. A Good Deal 4. Losers, Weepers 5. Fritz the Farmer 6. Cloaks and Daggers 7. Escape of Department 13 8. No Ordinary Day 9. The Tramp CHRONICLE TWENTY-FOUR, PART I, VOL. I, RETROSTAR

10. Dr. Pikkard's Papers 11. Van Donkt to the Rescue 12. A Charmed Life? 13. Black Tuesday III 14. Fritz, Loti, the Domine, and Plenty of Nothin' 15. Choices 16. Dead Man's Cheque 17. Star of Jamaica 18. The Trouble with Wednesday II 19. Battle of the Atlantis PART TWO, CHRONICLE TWENTY-FOUR, VOL. I, RETRO STAR

20. "Ship up!" 21. Reunion Amidst the Stars 22. "Nach Palestine, Reno nicht!" 23. The Open Porthole 24. "Ship down!" 25. Ship Across! 26. Taken for a Ride 27. The Mystery Youth 28. Second Thoughts 29. Visitations in the Night 30. Angels! 31. A New Olson? 32. "Who will stop it?" 33. Hodgkins the Magnificent 34. "I've failed!" 35. The Plain People 36. Anna Invicta 37. Pieter and the Blue Centaur

PART THREE, CHRONICLE TWENTY-FOUR, VOL. I, RETROSTAR


(Chronicles completed: unmarked)

Volume II Cloud and Avalanche

Contents Book One

CHRONICLE TWENTY-FIVE, A. S. (ANNO STELLAE, Year of the Star) 2415 Breath of the Red Star

CHRONICLE TWENTY-SIX, A. S. 2433 Star Song

CHRONICLES TWENTY-FIVE AND TWENTY-SIX, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY-SEVEN, A. S. 2444 1. Three "Pearls" 2. The Dragon and the Dragoman 3. Farewells 4. The Liverpool Express 5. The Sphinx and Lady Anne 6. Letter of Marque 7. The Enchanted Islands 8. The Compleat Angler 9. Anne's Discovery 10. Pluto's Ball 11. Deliverance 12. The Reverend's Journey 13. Nemesis III 14. The Devil Man's Medicine 15. La Calaca 16. The Mail Bag from La Boca 17. Change of Administration

CHRONICLE TWENTY-SEVEN, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE TWENTY-EIGHT, A. S. 2457 1. Diana's Expedition 2. Dr. Celman and the Papers 3. The New Atlantis 4. Artiste with a Gun 5. The Captain's Cross 6. Artiste at Work! 7. The Scarlet Woman 8. Madmen and Savages 9. Island of the Moon 10. Jaguars, and Glyphs

PART I, CHRONICLE TWENTY-EIGHT, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

11. Day One 12. Day Two 13. Day Three 14. Papadoc 15. Dzong kunu! 16. The Shrine in the Square 17. Celman's Escape 18. John Canoe's Discovery 19. The Fatal Asterisk 20. Convergence on the Lago Negro 21. Homecoming in 3C 295 PART II, CHRONICLE TWENTY-EIGHT, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

RE-LOCATION OF EARTH II

Book Two

CHRONICLE TWENTY-NINE, A. S. 2458 1. Much Ado About a Key 2. Much Ado About Moons

Chronicle Twenty-Nine included in link below

CHRONICLE THIRTY, A. S. 2460 Terra 2, Alpha Centauri

CHRONICLES TWENTY-NINE and THIRTY, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THIRTY-ONE, A. S. 4130 The Blue Chair

CHRONICLE THIRTY-TWO, A. S. 4133 The Sixth Hour

CHRONICLE THIRTY-THREE, A. S. 4146 The Dreaded Day

CHRONICLES THIRTY-ONE, THIRTY-TWO, THIRTY-THREE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THIRTY-FOUR, A. S. 4148 1. "Have you ever heard such nonsense?" 2. The Power of Life and Death 3. Thirty Silver Pieces 4. A True Diplomat!

CHRONICLE THIRTY-FOUR, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THIRTY-FIVE, A. S. 4149 1. A Dish of Rue 2. "God go with you, dear Auntie!" 3. One Major Hindrance 4. Higher Ground 5. The Trial

CHRONICLE THIRTY-FIVE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THIRTY-SIX, A. S. 4150 1. Street Women 2. The Golden Bowl 3. The Miracle 4. Noahdiah's Daughter 5. The Widow's Mites 6. Convergence on the Viaduct 7. Tower Ghosts 8. The Lustration 9. Falling Towers 10. The Tablets of Destiny

CHRONICLE THIRTY-SIX

CHRONICLE THIRTY-SEVEN, A. S. 5909 The Tower of Eder

CHRONICLE THIRTY-EIGHT, A. S. 5913 The Road to Enaim

CHRONICLES THIRTY-SEVEN and THIRTY-EIGHT, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE THIRTY-NINE, A. S. 5918 1. The Many-Colored Robe 2. The Pit of Dothan 3. Twenty Pieces of Silver 4. The Iron Collar 5. The Wilderness of Shur 6. Visions of the Night 7. The Beak of Nebel 8. City of the Moon 9. The Cobra's Den 10. Thief in the Night 11. A Fruitful Bough

CHRONICLE THIRTY-NINE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY, A. S. 5920 Woes

CHRONICLE FORTY-ONE, A. S. 5923 Joseph the Steward!

CHRONICLES FORTY AND FORTY-ONE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-TWO, A. S. 5926 1. War! 2. The Gold Harp 3. Daughter of the Desert 4. The Voice of the Pomegranate 5. The Scorpion's Sting 6. Sleepless in Paradise 7. The Road to Babelen 8. The King and the Prophetess 9. Angel of Death 10. The Gray Dove 11. Horsemen in Pairs

CHRONICLE FORTY-TWO, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-THREE, A. S. 5927 1. Rising Waters 2. The Death of Heaphes 3. More Falling Gods 4. Into the Pit 5. "Will you and your god slay him too?"

CHRONICLE FORTY-THREE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-FOUR, A. S. 5929 1. Signet, Cord, and Staff 2. Joseph's Prison 3. "Forbidden Vases"

PART I, CHRONICLE FORTY-FOUR, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

4. Judah's Return

PART II, CHRONICLE FORTY-FOUR, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

5. Two Prodigals 6. Zenobia's Return 7. A Ring of Red and Black 8. The Lowest Pit

PART III, CHRONICLE FORTY-FOUR, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-FIVE, A. S. 5931 1. The Per-aa Dreamed 2. The Per-aa's Secret 3. The Ka of Narmer 4. Doors of Brass

PARTS 1-4, CHRONICLE 45, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

5. The White Lady PART 5, CHRONICLE FORTY-FIVE

6. Tamar's Children 7. Imhotep's Signet 8. The Sinking Ship 9. M.G.Y. Calling PARTS 6-9, CHRONICLE FORTY-FIVE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

Book Three

CHRONICLE FORTY-SIX, A. S. 6098 1. A Second OP? 2. Pher's New Army 3. The Two Serpents, Part I

The Topaz

CHRONICLE FORTY-SIX, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-SEVEN, A. S. 6286 1. Waters of Blessing 2. Mosheh's Fire-Chariots 3. The Rod of a Ready Deliverer 4. The Pen of a Ready Writer

CHRONICLE FORTY-SEVEN, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-EIGHT, A. S. 6679 1. Lightning over Kedesh 2. Under the Tamar Tree 3. Tinker's Nail

CHRONICLE FORTY-EIGHT, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FORTY-NINE, A. S. 6688 Greener Pastures

CHRONICLE FIFTY, A. S. 6699 The Gleaner CHRONICLES FORTY-NINE and FIFTY, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIFTY-ONE, A. S. 6700 Two Wives and an Attitude CHRONICLE FIFTY-ONE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIFTY-TWO, A. S. 7074 1. The Dove 2. The Fish 3. The Ship 4. The Worm and the Vine

CHRONICLE FIFTY-THREE, A. S. 7504 The Topmost Twig CHRONICLES FIFTY-TWO and FIFTY-THREE, VOL. II, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIFTY-FOUR, A. S. 7506 1. The Lost Dream 2. The Colossus 3. The Fourth Man 4. "O God, how long?" CHRONICLE FIFTY-FOUR, VOl. II, RETROSTAR

(Chronicles Completed unmarked)

Volume III Battles of the DUBESOR

Book One

CHRONICLE FIFTY-FIVE, A. S. (ANNO STELLAE, Year of the Star) 7537 Mene, Mene, Tekel, Parsin CHRONICLE FIFTY-FIVE, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIFTY-SIX, A. S. 8033 Iskander's Secret CHRONICLE FIFTY-SIX, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE FIFTY-SEVEN, A. S. 8507

Notes on Algol, Gorgons, and Nergul

1. U the Dire Knight PART ONE, CHRONICLE FIFTY-SEVEN, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

2. Lords of Ahpikondia PART TWO, CHRONICLE FIFTY-SEVEN, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

3. Molu and the Gorgons PART THREE, CHRONICLE FIFTY-SEVEN, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

4. 02K05 00340 00000000000150000000001000000010 5. Peninah's Comeuppance PART FOUR, CHRONICLE FIFTY-SEVEN, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

6. Molu and the Gorgons, Part II 7. The East Gate Regained? PART FIVE, CHRONICLE FIFTY-SEVEN, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

Book Two

CHRONICLE FIFTY-EIGHT, A. S. 8732 1. Chiron's PQ Plan 2. Elektra's Comeuppance BOOK TWO, CHRONICLE FIFTY-EIGHT, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

3. Mink and the Flying Horse 4. Uwe's Last Farewell 5. The Wandering Paiute PART TWO, CHRONICLE FIFTY-EIGHT, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

6. Wally and the Nano-Queen 7. Michael's Last Trump PART THREE, CHRONICLE FIFTY-EIGHT, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

(Chronicles in Progress marked)

Book Three

THE LOST CHRONICLE, A. S. 9117 The Goatherd Who Turned King BOOK THREE, VOL. III, THE GOATHERD WHO TURNED KING, Retro Star

Book Four

CHRONICLE FIFTY-NINE, A. S. 10, 272 The Blind Man Who Could See BOOK FOUR, CHRONICLE FIFTY-NINE, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

BOOK FIVE WILL SOON BE ON-LINE, SO PLEASE RETURN

CHRONICLE SIXTY, A. S. 10,282 1. The Shadow Line 2. The Lacquered Wardrobe 3. A Pilgrim's Heart BOOK FIVE, PART ONE, CHRONICLE SIXTY, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

4. Talulah's Star IP 5. South by Southwest IP 6. The Gray Wolf IP 7. Lux ex Tenebris IP

CHRONICLE SIXTY-ONE, A. S. 10,995 1. Five Stars for the Long Road

CHRONICLE SIXTY-ONE, PART I, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

2. ARGO Unrequited 3. Pilgrim, Bluebird, Starboy CHRONICLE SIXTY-ONE, VOL. III, PART II-III, RETROSTAR

Part III, IP

CHRONICLE SIXTY-ONE, VOL. III, PART III CONTINUED, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE SIXTY-ONE, VOL. III, PART IV, AND CONCLUSION

4. Zu the Birdman IP 5. The Tiger of Hagi IP 6. The White Stone

Book Five

Just as a classical Greek epic does not begin at the beginning but in the middle, so the Retrostar chronicles of Gabriel Tall Chief and Horace Brave Scout do not end at the ending--no, they finish exactly here: This is the Last Piece of the Whole Puzzle, Ariadne's Thread for the Labyrinth, Alexander's Sword for the Gordian Knot, the Checkmate, the Royal Flush, the Golden Key in Quinn's search for the meaning locked into his father's sand painting game...all rolled into one grand finale, one classical drama's catharsis and denouement, and...you must join the ARGO and decide for yourself if you really want to find what all men want but are mostly seeking in the wrong places:

CHRONICLE SIXTY-TWO, A. S. 10,999 IP Voyage of the ARGO V: Quest of the Cybernauts PARTS I & II, CHRONICLE SIXTY-TWO, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

EPILOGUE I EPILOGUE I, "LAST TO LEAVE...," EPILOGUE FOR VOLUMES I-III, VOL. III, RETROSTAR

(Chronicles Completed unmarked, Chronicles In Progress marked)

Volume IV Lost Chronicles, Secret Chronicles, Mystery Chronicles, Unchronicles, Twin Chronicles with Appendix by Horace Brave Scout

Book One CHRONICLE OF THE INUNDATION, A. A. S. "Year of the Metamorph" How a small, big-winged, thirsty creature with only a sip of water on its tiny mind set in motion events that created the lake-like Mediterranean Sea--the vital body of water around which most of the earliest and greatest civilizations of mankind were birthed.

CHRONICLE OF THE INUNDATION, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

SECRET CHRONICLE A. A. S. (Ante Anno Stellae, Before Year of the Star) 100,000 The Flamesteeds of Ara How the cherubic magistrate and Mercy-seat guardian, Uran, joined forces with Michael against the take-over of Universe I by the rebel archangel. How the other two cherubs fought to quarantine the equal threat to Universe II that was posed by the corrupted star-stones.

SECRET CHRONICLE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE CRYSTAL BRIDGE A. A. S. 9, 500, Battle For the Bridge How Lucifer, the fallen archangel, fails to seize the vital Gate of Ara, which controls access to the twin Universes; how he makes up part of this loss with vindictive destruction, and goes on to attack the new species the Enemy has planted on what he sees as his exclusive domain, a planet in his allotted sector, Universe I. How going up against Michael a third time, for the control of the interplanetary bridge connecting Earth I and II, he is worsted by the loyalist forces commanded by Michael. It is a terribly humiliating and painful setback (almost as bad as being thrown out of heaven by the triumphant Michael and his armies!). Yet human beings, taken in by Lucifer getting them to rebel against the Enemy, remain his to control and manipulate any way he chooses. He has succeeded in stamping out all fearers of God, except for one man named Noah. That one man should be no problem, Lucifer reasoned. What could one man do against him? He, Lord Lucifer, had won the battle for Earth I--or so it seemed to him.

CHRONICLE OF THE CRYSTAL BRIDGE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE STAR ORACLES (EARTH I) A. A. S. "The Day of Enoch" The Man Who Was Taken Up How Enoch, son of Lamech, cultivated a relationship with the Most High God when most men of his generation worshipped many gods and lived immorally and violently. How the Most High God was so pleased with Enoch that He reached down one day and took Enoch bodily into heaven, but before that day Enoch was given divine signs that signified the meanings God had put in the stars to guide all men back to the truth and to warn them of the coming of His Son, the Dragon-Destroyer.

CHRONICLE OF THE STAR ORACLES, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE HARVEST TIME, Part I A. A. S. 3,301, Year of the Sky Reaper, Harvest Time How no serpent can change its stripes and how a simple shepherd-farmer is confronted with an Atlantean plasma-harvesting expedition. How Lime Flower, Yew Tree's wife, and family coped with being dragged off from their village to slavery in Crooked Tree Village far down from the mountains and on the river plain, and how they were rescued by a God who was unlike all other gods of woods and trees and stones and brooks they had known and worshipped. VOL. IV, CHRONICLE OF THE SKY REAPER, PART I, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE QUEST OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE IP A. A. S. 1200, Voyage of the Argonauts How the Atlanteans, working behind the petty geopolitics of humanity, sought to stop Jason of Iolkos from gaining the Golden Fleece and returning a hero to Greece. All it needed was such a man to unify the whole country of Achaea (at present a hodge-podge of rival city-states and kingdoms), which would then be a major setback to the expansion of Ilios and its snake goddess, which the Atlanteans had chosen to pump as a major piece in their strategy to regain Earth II.

PART I, CHRONICLE OF THE QUEST OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

PART II, CHRONICLE OF THE QUEST OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

PART III, CHRONICLE OF THE QUEST OF THE GOLDEN FLEECE

Please return for the continuing Quest of the Golden Fleece

CHRONICLE OF THE TWO SERPENTS, PART II A. A. S. 1230, The Horse of Tenedos How two serpents were released to cause havoc in the Upper World. How two ways of life, two sets of gods, two worlds collided at Ludim's chief city, Ilios, later called Troy (Troas) by the Romans. How the poets, chiefly Homer, celebrated the conflict in terms that glorified the heroes on both sides and capitalized on the abduction of a beautiful queen that supposedly sparked the conflict. How Atlanteans paid a prior visit with a burning "stone" that could have, if finished in construction and put to great effect in the war, have finished the Achaeans in their bid for mastery of the ancient world centered on the Aegean. How, then, the Two Serpent-Armed Goddess was deposed in the bud by the "Horse of Tenedos" and a new world was free to take shape. How these vital affairs played out in the coming of Yeshua, and the Good News of that coming was able to be spread universally by the Greek language (not the mother-goddess's language of the Ludim, which would always be spoken locally, not universally like Greek).

CHRONICLE OF THE TWO SERPENTS, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF HORSES OF ISRAEL, A. A. S. 984, The Budding Sopetet How a prophet of Israel, destined to be one of her greatest, was born in Tishbe of Gilead, a village so small it was a flyspeck on the map, and how he suffered early hardship and rough training in Life's School of Hard Knocks, and how he came to confront the king of Israel, Ahab, because he took a foreign, idol-worshipping wife from the wicked heathen city of Sidon.

CHRONICLE OF THE HORSES OF ISRAEL, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF LION-KING, A. A. S. 686, The Wounded Lion, How the king of Assyria, though he was styled "King of the Universe," was badly mauled in a campaign against a tiny kingdom called Judah, and how he returned home without his army (which had mysteriously perished in camp in a single night) only to find his country stirring with rebellion against his tyrannical and disastrous rule.

CHRONICLE OF THE LION-KING, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE VISIONS OF DIVINE MEMORY A. A. S. 537 How the prophet of Israel, grown old, took ship from Joppa to the Iktis, the port city of the Isles of Tin in the Extremity of the West, taking not only his loyal servant Uthai but the Good News of the holy name and saving goodness and almighty power of the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob to idol-worshipping tribes who burnt people as sacrifices in tree-high haystacks. How the prophet shared with them his divine visions of things and worlds to come.

CHRONICLE OF THE VISIONS OF DIVINE MEMORY, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF LIMERICK II A. A. S. 270 A Cruise on Joseph's Canal How two Irish Celts from the Gaelic Kingdom of Limerick serving as mercenary soldiers in Ptolemy II's army encountered a late and fading memory of a Great Deliverer who kept the land of Kem, Mizraim, the Land of Red and Black, from starving to death in the "Years of the Fat Hyena" when all crops failed for seven years in a row and the hyenas and other scavangers grew fat on the multitude of dead and dying animals and even the bodies of people left unburied in abandoned villages.

CHRONICLE OF LIMERICK II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF CLEOPATRA A. A. S. 31, The Horse of Antirrhodus and the Burning Eye How the last ruler of the royal Macedonian line of Ptolemy in the Land of the Red and Black sought to stop Caius Julius Caesar Octavianus, the grand-nephew of the late Julius Casesar of Roma, from seizing her kingdom so that she could reign as Empress over East and West, with herself deified as the Goddess Isis's incarnation, thus heading the world's state religion. How she retrieved from the world-famed Museum of Alexandria's archives certain old books that contained plans for a super-weapon invented by a race of "Orthrysians"--reputed to be demi-gods from the distant past who had paid her predecessor, the Macedonian pharaoh Ptolemaeus II Philadelphus a state visit with this all-powerful weapon as a "gift" in exchange for certain concessions.

CHRONICLE OF CLEOPATRA, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE STAR OF THE ROSE A. S. 4 -, Wan Li and the Star-Men of the Zoziash How Wan Li, a wealthy merchant of the kingdom of Kuo in the lands of the East, met a prince of stargazers, and together in a caravan they followed the star of the coming King of the Jews--which first appeared in the Sign of the Fish set in the heavens by the Creator of heaven, the earth, and all things and creatures int them; how they met the wicked king in the West, and yet found the young Child born King of kings and Lord of lords, Whose star led them to his house in the little town of Bethlehem of Ephratah-Judaea; how Wan Li and the Star-men worshipped the divine Child, and gave Him royal gifts, then returned secretely without telling the wicked king the whereabouts of the precious Child, and how all their lives were changed forever by the mere sight and Presence of the holy Child.

CHRONICLE OF THE STAR OF THE ROSE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE NATAL STAR A. S. 1-30, The Naked Brave How the Light-Bringer, Lucifer the Covering Cherub who hovered above the Throne of God and kept the Stones of Fire, lost his place in heaven after seeking to be Supreme Deity and was cast out by Michael the archangel and his loyalist forces. How the Messiah, only Son of the Great Father Spirit, leaving the Great Council Fire to live and fight for his Father on Earth (lost to Lucifer and his allies), stripped off his skin and scalp, leaving them shining in his Father's sky-lodge, and how like a star they went seeking for him on Earth.

Reunion

How the Messiah, the Bright Morning Star, was rejoined by His stellar glory after his great Victory, and how one of the thieves crucified beside him on a cross shared in the Yeshuas' incomparable splendor.

CHRONICLE OF THE NATAL STAR, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE RIBBON-BEARER A. S. 30, Part I, Tsedahh's Quest How heaven's most insignificant angel was given the task of finding the Universe's most significant tree.

CHRONICLE OF THE RIBBON-BEARER, PART I, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. Secret Sharers How two secret disciples of Yeshua, the condemned and executed Messiah-claimant, were unwitting participants in the greatest drama of the ages, and how one, Joseph of Arimathea, took the news of that Event to the Earth's far corner, the coasts and isles of Britain, and how he gave a lasting apostolic blessing to safeguard the land against heathen barbarians after his departure.

CHRONICLE OF THE RIBBON-BEARER, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

3. A New Name How Tsedahh the Ribbon-Bearer retrieved the ribbon and after loosing it above Jerusalem was appointed Keeper of the Tree of Life for eternity, and how he received a new name and a glorious, bright make-over.

CHRONICLE OF THE RIBBON-BEARER, PART III, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE SUFFERING SERVANT A. S. 33, The Forsaken Stream How Yeshua took a towel and wash basin of the lowest household slave and taught his disciples what the Messiahship truly meant on the eve of his trials before the Jewish Council, Pilatus Pontius, and Tetrarch King Herod. CHRONICLE OF THE SUFFERING SERVANT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF SAUL IN SELA A. S. 35, The Eighth Pillar of Wisdom How the budding apostle (who would change his name to Paulus) received a revelation about God's grace directly from the Source, and how it changed his entire perspective on life and the course of his life, not to mention the direction and whole ethos and spirituality of Western Civilization and even the world at large.

CHRONICLE OF SAUL IN SELA, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE THIRD HEAVEN A. S. 49 How two apostles, Paul and Barnabus, reached Lystra in Asia Minor with the Good News of Yeshua, but were hideously stoned when the people, incited by anti-missionaries, turned against them after first proclaiming them gods, Zeus and Mercury (Barnabus called Zeus because of his substantial size and Paulus, being small, called Mercury). How in death (for Paulus was killed) Paulus was taken to view heaven, but was restored to life and sent back to finish his mission on Earth by Yeshua Himself.

CHRONICLE OF THE THIRD HEAVEN, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE HORSE OF TROAS A. S. 50, Philippi Calling How Paulus and two companions, Silas and Lucanus, all believers in Yeshua the Messiah, paused at Troas Alexandria on the coast of Asia Minor (Ionia) to rest and pray. How this epic site where two world-views and their respective gods and goddesses had fought for supremacy 1,180 years before became an even more epic launching point for Paulus's Gospel, for from this jumping-off point to all of Europe a new world was launched at the same time that would overturn the seemingly all-powerful, pagan Roman Empire itself.

CHRONICLE OF THE HORSE OF TROAS

CHRONICLE OF PAULUS AND SILAS IN PRISON A. S. 50, Birth of a Church and a New World How Paulus received a vision in the port of Alexandria Troas (a city near ancient Troy on the NW coast of Asia Minor) of a man of Macedonia urgently calling him to cross over with the Gospel, and how he and Silas were treated in Phillipi of Macedonia and how the city's jailor and his whole family were converted, which was the start of not only a new church but a new world.

CHRONICLE OF PAUL AND SILAS IN PRISON, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

UNCHRONICLE OF THE CHAINED APOSTLE, A. S. 63, Paulus in Britain How Paulus and Silas journeyed to the Estremeity of the West, also known as the Isles of Tin, to bring the good news of Christus to the pagan (and sometimes Jewish) inhabitants. CHRONICLE OF THE WEARY ANGEL A. S. 65 "Welcome, O Sweet Angel of Death" How Paulus, summoned back to court in Rome by the magistrate (a cynical man and Roman pragmatician) handling his case, found the innocent man somehow deserving of death, and how the condemned apostle greeted death by beheading in such a way that the unjust judge could hardly believe his ears when he questioned his aide about Paulus's last words.

UNCHRONICLE OF THE CHAINED APOSTLE and CHRONICLE OF THE WEARY ANGEL

CHRONICLE OF THE FOUR CROSSES A. S. 289, 1. The Theban Insurrection, 2. The Tenth Man How a chief killed his best warriors out of pride, but in doing so made them even greater warriors in the country of sky lodges, where they held the river ford against the raiding Red Dog Star while he suffered everlasting shame for his deed.

CHRONICLE OF THE FOUR CROSSES, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE M-Q WILD GOOSE A. S. 349, Wan Hoo the Kaikonaut and the Rocket Chair How a son honored his ailing, aged mother and went to find the potent herb on the moon to cure her and make her live forever, thereby becoming the first man to attempt to fly there on a "wild goose" (the rocket-propelled chair he invented).

CHRONICLE OF THE M-Q WILD GOOSE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF EIRE'S MESSIAH A. S. 362, The Slave's Gift How Magonus Sucutus Patricius, a young, licentious, shallowly-believing Christian Briton of the noble Roman curiale class, was kidnapped and enslaved by Irish raiders, then later escaped from slavery in Ireland and returned home, only to be accosted in a dream by an Irishman begging the noble youth to return and bring the light and deliverance to the lost and despairing people of the Emerald Island.

CHRONICLE OF EIRE's MESSIAH, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE PAY-BACK A.S. 410, The Fall of Roma, A.S. 1453 - Lamentations with Sacqueboutes How the Burgundians reaped what they sowed; how when barbarians they first shared in the destruction and sack of Western Roma, then benefited by the very civilization they helped destroy, becoming rich and powerful and even Christian in the formerly Roman territory they seized; how the East Roma emperor came to them seeking help against the Moslem Turks attacking his capital city, all that was left of his empire; how he went back to Constantinople without the Burgundian's aid, and how later the Burgundians lost not only their once glorious realm (full of music and feasting and courtly manners) and shining destiny but were reduced to Dijon, a brand of mustard.

CHRONICLE OF THE PAY-BACK, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BLACK-ROBE A. S. 735, Herald of the Parousia: Bede of Wearmouth-Jarrow How a young brave of the Anglo-Saxons found refuge in a great stone tipi filled with holy men, and how he became a recorder of great things, and how he saw even greater things at the end of his life, which when written his frightened scribe thrust secretly, he thought, into the fire, only it refused to burn--things such as a future world ruler with his throne in London, a royal family renamed Windsor, and even a "people's princess, the glossy Cow Bird beauty called Diana.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLACK-ROBE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN EAGLE FEATHER A. S. 878, A Refuge from the Storm How a mighty chief of a tribe fought tribes that came from the east stealing his people's horses and burning their tipis, and how, led by the wisdom of an old woman on the Isle of Athelney, he found a way to save his country, Wessex, which grew and became the mighty nation called England--a nation which came to possess power to obtain a vast realm and change the world. CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN EAGLE FEATHER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE WASICHU'S COMING IP A. S. 1620, The Mayflower How pale-skinned, strange newcomers who sailed a great canoe named for a flower and who wore many thicknesses of buckskins settled in a place with bad spirits but learned from us the Vanished People how to plant and produce plenty to eat.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLACK PRIMSTAV A. S. 1707, Chronicler of the Messiah How a rather ordinary Norwegian dairyman, Dreng Bjornsson, began a new Norwegian calendar stick, carving it to replace the old one that had been handed down to him. How the calendar stick became the opportunity for the enlargement of Dreng Bjornsson's vision of the world and the future as well, in the most unexpected way.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLACK PRIMSTAV

CHRONICLE OF THE WASICHU GHOST DANCER A. S. 1755, Bullets That Turned to Raindrops How a young chief trained his spirit with such wisdom and prudence that even bullets could not touch him (and later he would lead the new nation that formed after he achieved victory with arms over the superior forces of the British).

CHRONICLE OF THE WASICHU GHOST DANCER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE DIVER'S CASQUE A. S. 1768, Angel of the Lake How Gouveneur Morris, a great leader of the Wasichu who helped write the Great Covenant of his people, when a young man was rescued from drowning in a sporting dive in a lake located on the Morrises' Manhattan island estate.

CHRONICLE OF THE DIVERS' CASQUE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE ASSASSIN A. S. 1775, The Lieutenant's Aim How a British sharpshooter had the commanding general of the break-away American colonies's arm dead in his sights, but, despite all his training and the 1,000 pounds paid him, could not bring himself to pull the trigger on what he saw to be a true king and a man of noble soul.

CHRONICLE OF THE ASSASSIN, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT WHITE FATHER'S PASSING A. S. 1799 How George Washington, who could have ruled the brand-new United States of America as a king but declined a third term and everything else smacking of kingship, spent his last day of life busily inspecting his estate and the well-being of its servants and workers; how he fell ill from a chill caught from five hours exposure to the raw weather, and how the unscientific medicine of the day not only failed to help but hastened him to his death; nhow the Dream he had dreamed was reviewed by an aged black woman of devout faith, and how the Dream fared along with the great one who dreamed it.

CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT WHITE FATHER'S PASSING, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GARDENE OF DESTINYE A. S. 1850, Holiday at Castle Edzell How an eight year old girl from Abbotsbury solves the castle's greatest mind-game, a puzzle left over from the Age of Titans and later amended by Joseph of Arimathea and the 17th Century Tradescant brothers that was reputed to hold a key to the future well-being, even the preservation, of the British Isles.

CHRONICLE OF THE GARDENE OF DESTINYE, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE WASICHU BROTHERS' WAR A. S. 1863, Christmas at Andersonville How the white brothers of the North and South fought, and how the brother of the North, after terrible setbacks administered by the South's genius in war-craft and chieftainship, finally prevails--but in a Christmas play in a prison camp, not on the battlefield.

CHRONICLE OF THE WASICHU BROTHERS' WAR, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BELZONI EXHIBIT A. S. 1865, Part I, The Colossus of Thebes, Part II, Twenty Minutes After Ten, Part III, "Where are you taking the Colossus, my good fellow?" How the reputed Colossus of Thebes representing the Pharaoh of the Hebrew Captivity came to Washington and was given a Presidential visit, and how the dying President, a Colossus to come, came to view the end in turn of the future Washington City. CHRONICLE OF THE BELZONI EXHIBIT, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF TWO BROTHERS A. S. 1865-, Giant Footprints How the Wasichu flooded the land of the Lakota, and how a young pioneer Wasichu "sodbuster" on a Dakota Territory homestead saved the life of a Rosebud Lakota chief who was Gabriel Tall Chief's great-grandfather.

CHRONICLE OF THE TWO BROTHERS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BLACK SHIP'S CREW A. S. 1877, Escape from Wolverton How two delinquent boys escaped from a rural Californian reform school and were enlisted in a computerized wargame far in the future after one of them killed the other. CHRONICLE OF THE BLACK SHIP'S CREW, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GREY DOVE A. S. 1878, Wings over Te Aute How Te Hapuku and Karaitiana, two chiefs of the Island of the Long Cloud, who had fought a bloody war over selling land to the Europeans and opposed each other as bitter enemies for twenty five years, were brought together by Sir George Grey as Chief Te Hapuku lay dying.

CHRONICLE OF THE SAN FRANCISCO BAY BRIDGE A. S. 1889, Norton's Grand Vision How a self-crowned "Emperor of the Americas and Protector of Mexico" in San Francisco envisoned a great bridge spanning the Bay, that not only would carry the commerce of men but their hearts' forgiveness and reconciliation. CHRONICLE OF THE SAN FRANCISCO BAY BRIDGE, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE LISTENING HEARTS A. S. 1912, 1. Wrestlers at the Brook How a Welsh miner left his home and job and followed a divine call to Swansea to establish a training camp for prayer warriors.

CHRONICLE OF THE LISTENING HEART, PART I, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. The Premonition How a mother in Second Class aboard a luxury liner on its maiden voyage in the North Atlantic could not sleep because the ship had been called "unsinkable," and spent most of three days voyage sitting up and praying.

CHRONICLE OF THE LISTENING HEART, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

3. "Sweet dreams, Mademoiselle!" How a rich, little girl in First Class aboard the doomed ship dreamed what was going to happen, and how her French governess calmed the girl and wished her sweet dreams only a few minutes before the vessel was fatally struck and sent to the bottom of the sea.

CHRONICLE OF THE LISTENING HEART, PART III, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE TIGERS' FEAST A. S. 1919, The Mirrors of Versailles How a peace conference of the victorious Allies brokered a treaty at Versailles that produced the Second World War, and how the mirrors reflected a far different scene than Clemenceau, Wilson, and Lloyd George wished to portray to the anxious, watching world

CHRONICLE OF THE TIGERS' FEAST, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE RAT STAR AND THE EXODUSTER A. S. 1919, Convergence in Kansas How a young black Kansas farm girl, Pearl Shoey, painted barn rats red to get rid of them, and saw then a red-glowing star that afterwards she thought must of changed her beloved Pa, because he seemed never the same after the red star touched him with its light. CHRONICLE OF THE RAT STAR AND THE EXODUSTER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE ICE BIRD--PART I A.S. 1922, Shackleton's Third Expedition Continued How Sir Ernest Shackleton, famed polar explorer, on a solo day trip doing reconaissance for his third expedition south to the Pole by way of McMurdo's Dry Valleys--a 1,500 square mile tract of ice-free terrain--finds a strange, mastless ship, which he enters just as a polar cyclonic storm strikes, rndering the area uninhabitable. Christening it ENDURANCE II, after his last ship, the three-masted barkentine ENDURANCE that was crushed in the ice of the Weddell Basin, he sails on a pre-determined curse to the stars in the north, the Constellation of Orion, with a mission he does nt know until he reaches his destination.

CHRONICLE OF THE ICE BIRD, PART I, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE TRAVOIS A. S. 1919-1939, The War Between Wars How the First Horse, Ian "Breaks Eggs, " learned many things from Second Horse, until both could pull the travois together to the place chosen for the Great Council Fire of the End-Time.

CHRONICLE OF THE TRAVOIS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF YELLOWSTONE DAYS A. S. 1928, Song of the Golden West How the rollicking, high-spirited, hard-working girls and boys serving the crowds at Yellowstone, easily the premier national park of America, enjoyed a moment of innocence and beauty rare in the world, not realizing it was all over for them and their generation in but a few months, with the Wall Street stock market melt-down of '29 just one incident in the long road backwards.

CHRONICLE OF THE TIME ROCKET, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF RAGNAROK A. S. 1937, Singer of the Ancient Seer How a bard left the Emerald Island to look at old vellum books and paintings preserved by the Benedictines in a monastery in Padua, Italia, and how they warned him about a second great world conflict of the Wasichu nations, which would usher in the new world order and the rise of a lion-bodied, man-headed Beast, the False Messiah, who would seize world power and crush out all the light of liberty and decency in Civilisation. CHRONICLE OF RAGNAROK, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE MOUNTAIN TOMB A. S. 1938, Eugenio's Secret How a Basque fighting with the Loyalist forces in the Spanish Civil War found ancient scrolls and artifacts in a tomb that were older than even Eskual Herria, the Basque homeland that predated every other nation and nationality in Europe.

CHRONICLE OF THE MOUNTAIN TOMB, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE OSLO TAPESTRY A. S. 1938, Katrine's Secret How a Norwegian woman, living alone, grew so desperate about her dry spiritual condition that she would do anything, even take pictures of leaves and shadows in her garden, if it would help restore her faith--pictures forming a tapestry portraying events to come that would have astounded the world if all of them had been made public. CHRONICLE OF THE OSLO TAPESTRY, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE RUINED CATHEDRAL A. S. 1940, Winter of the Soul How Coventry was sacrificed, along with its ancient cathedral and much of its population, by a decision of Churchill who aimed to let the bombers through without any warning to Coventry in order to make the Nazis believe their secret code had not been cracked by Britain's code breakers at Bletchley House. How a half-literate scrubwoman in the smoking ruins of the Cathedral found the means to confront the unspeakable tragedy of losing practically everything in the bombing and firestorm that destroyed Coventry; that is, her husband, children, neighbors, city, cathedral, even her house and job.

CHRONICLE OF THE RUINED CATHEDRAL, VOL. IV. RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE SEA LION A. S. 1940, 1. Convergence at Abbotsbury How a pious, elder daughter caring for an aged, ailing mother, prayed the right prayer, effectively throwing a switch to a most powerful blessing 1,900 years old.

CHRONICLE OF THE SEA LION, PART I, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. Winter's Grace How a Welsh "College of Intercessionary Prayer-warcraft and Fasting," founded by a former coal miner, succeeded in turning the major events of World War II, starting with the Battle of Britain.

CHRONICLE OF THE SEA LION, PART II, RETROSTAR

3. No Wings But a Prayer How Sir Francis Cecil, hereditary Lord St. Aubyn of the Mount of St. Michael, Cornwall, while squadron commander of Spitfires in the Battle of Britain, was struck wingless by enemy fire but continued flying, and how he was taken out over the coast where he witnessed an even greater event taking place off the notoriously stormgirt Chesil Banks.

CHRONICLE OF THE SEA LION, PART III, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

4. Ivy's Grand Slam How a little English girl in Portsmouth changed her bedtime prayer and turned back an incoming V-2, setting it on a trajectory that almost took Shickelgruber out of the war.

CHRONICLE OF THE SEA LION, PART IV, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT, A. S. 1940- , How on Earth I Elijah, a Romanian boy growing up in a brutal Communist-ruled country, found a miracle-producing faith to stand up against the impossible odds of confronting a militaristic, atheist dictatorship destroying his beloved homeland, and how he made a new life for himself, succeeding after tens of thousands before him had been slain in the attempt.

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CHAPTER 2, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 3, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 4, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 5, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 6, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 7, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 8, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 9, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 10, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 11, CHR0NICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 12, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 13, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 14, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 15, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

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CHAPTER 17, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHAPTER 18, CHRONICLE OF THE PILLAR OF LIGHT

CHRONICLE OF THE ORACLE OF MENO A. S. 1938-1941, St. Roderick's Secret How a Basque patriot, deserting the Loyalist army in the Spanish Civil War, became a free lance secret agent for the British side against the Nazis, luring Shickelgruber into the race for a Super-Bomb while withholding vital information that would have made the Nazi project a success.

CHRONICLE OF THE ORACLES OF MENO, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE RAG DOLL A. S. 1943, Christmas at Auschwitz How a young, brilliant, blind chemist, soon to perish in a gas chamber, afraid it was all for nothing, was given unmistakable proof her life was divinely touched. CHRONICLE OF THE RAG DOLL

CHRONICLE OF THE BAYEUX TAPESTRY'S SECRET PANELS A. S. 1944, Questioning the Sphinx How nuns guarded what came to be known as the world's most famous tapestry, the one detailing the Norman invasion of England in 1066, and how an American nun, an expert in tapetries, discovered additional panels that had not been sewn onto the masterpiece--panels that had been kept secret for the obvious reason they were found so disturbing because they were so prophetic about the world to come.

CHRONICLE OF THE BAYEUX TAPESTRY'S SECRET PANELS, Vol. IV, Retro Star

CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN GLASS A. S. 1945, 1. Legacy How the victorious chieftains at the Potsdam council meeting from Britain, the U.S., and the Soviet Union, in the name of peace started the "War of Ice," and how Britain's "Tube Alloys" nuclear project came to nothing with suppression and disappearance of vital M-2 intelligence, and President Truman's ace in the hole, the Manhattan Project's Super-Bomb, fizzled at Alamagordo--apparently forcing America to join forces with Britain and Stalin's Russia to fight on to the finish with conventional forces against Premier Hideki Tojo's best troops and, unknown as yet to the Allies and their war planners, a whole nation swept by Kamikaze, the "Divine Wind".

CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN GLASS, PART I, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. The Pack Rat How a peddler of information, selling whatever he dug up to the highest bidder, happened on a deadly superweapon--one of three that Senhor Averinata had offered the British--that later would be used to help tip the scales against America in favor of the United Nations and a world government. To the Jews the crushing of the wine glass in a Jewish wedding recalled the destruction of the Temple by the Romans in ANNO 70, but to the Basques, it meant the whole universe was shattered--never ever to be put back together as it had been. (How could he barter and trade the destinies of whole nations as if they were trinkets and trifles? Peddlers, like foraging rats, consider only the present moment, and the penny or two gained or lost--never the long haul, which is, for a peddler, far to frightening to even consider in a rodent-type mind. Without the ship, the rat would drown in the open sea. Yet it infests the ship, spreads its diseases with its own dirt, and gives the crew a deadly plague, and the ship, without anyone to guide it to safety, strikes a rock and sinks, drowning the rats who caused the disaster. This has happened countless times. Their own nature, thus, gnaws off the rope that holds them above the pit. Pity the civilization where such men, such vermin, proliferate and gain high office! And you can always tell the end is near when such are numerous and run free, from deck to deck!).

CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN GLASS, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

3. The Angels of USS Indianapolis IP How on July 29, following the successful test of a new death ray in the first week of July, that dissolved atomic structures and could fuse human flesh to metal, a battleship was loaded with the deadly "gadget" and sailed for Tinian, an island in the Marianas Chain. Locked in a steel box bolted to the deck of the captain's cabin, the weapon that would knock the Japanese on the home islands to their knees would be assembled in the secret facility at North Field on Tinian, then deployed by aircraft over the first test cities of Tokyo and Kyoto, the two most revered cities in Japan and the centers of Japanese cultural life. How the best laid plan of the war came to naught, with details of immense tragedy and even angelic intervention that were so explosive in nature they could never be revealed to the American public.

CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN GLASS, PART 3, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

4. The Divine Wind How Operation Downfall, the invasion of the Japanese home islands, ultimately succeeded but without superweapons proved so costly to America and Russia that they had cause to recall King Pyrrhus of the Greek kingdom of Epirus, who conquered Roman armies on their home turf but sustained such heavy losses he complained in his famous statement known for its unforgettable pathos, "Another such victory and I am ruined!"

CHRONICLE OF THE BROKEN GLASS, PART 4, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE WINTER SACRIFICE A. S. 1947, 1. Winter's Child How deeply the alien star's rays penetrated postwar America, and how an old farmer's beloved son was killed in the Wioteheka hi, Month of Terrible Moons. 2. Plain View Farm How two deaths in a fiery plane crash were needed to thaw the frozen hearts of two other men.

CHRONICLE OF THE KILLER BEAR'S DESCENT A. S. 1951, The Bear and the Lamb How Djugashvilli fared, while on the operating table in the Kremlin, as a small army of surgeons desperately tried to preserve his life after a massive sroke; how they failed and Djugashvilli, an atheist, found himself still alive, imprisoned in an Afterlife cell which could only be described as hellish. How things got progressively worse for him, as he encountered a strange Jew wearing a prayer shawl and next faced a Judge sitting on a throne so immense it couldn't be anyone less than God sitting upon it, and how he was judged by the testimonies of thirty or so millions he had had tortured and slain, and how after that he found himself shunted into a burning lake of blast furnance intensity, and how he, like all the others in it, were forgotten.

CHRONICLE OF THE KILLER BEAR'S DESCENT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE MAN LIKE A BRIDGE A.S. 1956, The Search How a young woman of the First World discovered the way back to her lost childhood faith, a faith that carried her all the way to Third World Cameroon wilderness in West Africa where it finally set its roots deep and briefly bloomed. CHRONICLE OF THE MAN LIKE A BRIDGE

MYSTERY CHRONICLE OF THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY A. S. 1962 The Phantom Ship How Lt. Greg Culpepper's life and career took a radical turn and plunge to the bottom of society after a storm at sea and his sighting of the R.M.S. TITANIC going down as he was inspecting the lighthouse facilities at Cape Disappointment and North Head on the mouth of the Columbia River, Washington State. MYSTERY CHRONICLE OF THE 50th ANNIVERSARY, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF EDYTH'S GOLDEN CROSS A. S. 1963, A Truth Not Told How Miss Edyth Hamilton, humanist, classicist, and world-renowned authority on Greek and Norse mythology, was strangely confronted on her deathbed with certain false premises that undergird her whole life-work.

CHRONICLE OF EDYTH'S GOLDEN CROSS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE LADY OF THE SPARROWS, A Tale of Old New York and Central Park A.S. 1964, Lucky's Big Strike How Lucretiza Tisdale, a spinster lady in her nineties, fed the sparrows of Central Park faithfully every day and how her death under the wheels of a beer truck brought changes, through the very sparrows she had given soda crackers, that she could not otherwise have achieved at her age and with her insignificant, sparrowlike strength.

CHRONICLE OF THE LADY OF THE SPARROWS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE FIGHTING ANGEL, PARTS I AND II A. S. 1963 How the Swensons, a young American newlywed couple, in training for the mission field, took a break from language school in Paris, and came to a crisis of their relationship and a man's faith in God on and beneath the Mount of St. Miguel, the Fighting Angel.

CHRONICLE OF THE FIGHTING ANGEL, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

PART II: How the Swensons came to share their Christmas with the Fulani Tribe in Cameroon, West Africa, and how their cheer spread from there as far as the stars to a lost tribe of the Alpha Centaurii.

PART II, CHRONICLE OF THE FIGHTING ANGEL AND CHRONICLE OF THE LOST TRIBE (VOL. VI, NATAL CONVERGENCE, "A FULANI CHRISTMAS," RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE REVIVAL OF HAGIA SOPHIA A.S. 1968 How Lidia, a Greek Orthodox nun, ventured from her safe refuge in a convent in Athens, to return by tourist boat to her lost homeland in the Turkish nation that had forced her family to flee for their lives in the savage. almost genocidal war that broke out between the Greeks and Turks after World War I. How she learned things she did not expect from her day trip and contact with the enemy occupying her people's chief city and seat of the Greek Orthodox Patriarchate of Constantinople and East Rome. How she received a gift she would always treasure--and ceased feeling herself robbed by the Turks though they had taken her Greek homeland as their own and pushed out virtually all her fellow Greeks.

CHRONICLE OF THE REVIVAL OF HAGIA SOPHIA, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE SHOW ME STATE'S PROPHET (EARTH I) A. S. 1966, Elijah's Mantle How young and aspiring Brad Bright Jr. dreamed of becoming a prophet to "Holy Spirit-led, on-fire" Pentecostal churches in Missouri, his home state. How his promising life was cut short by a fatal collision with a tree when he was driving his truck home from a church youth meeting, and how his dream of ministry was defeated only temporarily, as a bit later he was brought back to serve with Elijah's mantle in the war against the AntiChrist Beast and his prophet during the post-Rapture Tribulation Period.

CHRONICLE OF THE SHOW ME STATE PROPHET, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GIANT CHIEFS A. S. 1972, Two Sayings of Uwe Hantsbo Regarding the Atlanteans: Elektra's Sad Fate, and Atlantis on the rocks, anyone? How the Earth's tribe of original giants that stood like the tallest trees on Earth lived in a vast land that sank beneath the Eastern Sea.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLUE BRIDGE SALIENT A. S. 1973-1978 Even while the armies of France, Britain, and America struggled unsuccessfully in southern Asia to push back the communist forces from the north, a greater battle was being fought among the stars. How Atlantean star fleets combined with the red star and other star-stones to force an entry into the Great Nebula in order to destroy the protective forces centered at the Blue Brige. How, nearly successful, they were rebuffed, forcing an Atlantean subcommander to retreat to Earth.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLUE BRIDGE SALIENT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF HANTSBO'S NOTES A.S. 199?, On the Bipedal Workforce of 1994tk66--A Flying Texas How Uwe Hantsbo discovered on a planetoid a most interesting cache of mutants, freeze-dried specimens of the very kinds that had been proposed by a Washington geographical society in its magazine to be authentic human prototypes proven by science and archeology. The only problem, as Hantsbo points out, is that they were found all mixed together, obvious contemporaries, not separated by millions of years or mere hundreds of thousands as was said to be the case by the East Coast Brahmin evolutionists entrenched in the powerful, elitist geographical society.

CHRONICLE OF HANTSBO'S NOTES, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE ICE BIRD, PART II A. S. 1973, Voyage of the PRION Inspired by Shackleton's legendary heroism, how an exlorer from New Zealand set out to be the first to circumnavigate Antarctica in a small boat solo, and stumbled into an unknown "Devil's Triangle" of ancient Atlantean orgin just off East Antarctica's Ross Ice Shelf that changed his course so radically he was propelled in space and also time as far as an ancient Atlantean outpost opposite the gate of the Great Nebula of Orion--the very site of what Tennison the Poet Laureate of Britain described as holding a "vast mystic charm." CHRONICLE OF THE ICE BIRD, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

MYSTERY CHRONICLE OF THE WHITE CANOE A. S. 1977, Fairwind in Deep Waters How a young electric plant operator of mixed working class and New England blue blood background takes a cruise into the unknown mysteries of time and space aboard what had first seemed a New York based cruise ship on its way to Peru.

MYSTERY CHRONICLE OF THE WHITE CANOE, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE ICE BIRD, PART III A. S. 1978, Cavendish in the Sky with Diamonds A somewhat crusty curmugeon of a retired journalist, in remission from cancer but angry over the recent loss of his wife to the same disease, goes out into his ruined back yard and changes places with a Prion, a polar bird that has wandered into his garden and died. Somehow the bird in death becomes him, giving him wings of a starship that can touch the farthest stars and Orion, Gateway to the Morning, where something bright and shining with destiny for everyone one arth seemed to open to him.

CHRONICLE OF THE ICE BIRD, PART III, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE LADY OF THE ANCHORED A.S. 1983 On the Trail of St. Paul How Prunella, a sedate altar guild woman from the Midlands, England, on tour with a cruise ship company in the Middle East, finds release from a crushing depression over the accidental death of her daughter.

CHRONICLE OF THE LADY OF THE ANCHORED, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE SURVEYOR OF THE QUEEN'S PICTURES A. S. 1983-, The Knight of Darkness How Sir Anthony Blunt and his fellow Cambridge-educated colleagues became involved in a secret spy ring inside the British secret services, serving not Fascism but Soviet Russia during part of the Second World War and for some years of the following Cold War with Soviet Russia. How Sir Anthony "retired" from being a double agent to being the Surveyor of the Queen's Pictures, with the responsibility for all the Queen's artworks in the royal palaces, but how he was exposed as a spy and found guilty but was allowed to retire with some dignity to his home, while his co-conspirators fled to Soviet Russia. How in dying they singly and together discovered an Afterlife their Darwinistic beliefs had denied was possible, which delegated them to a new venture just as exciting as betraying their own country and serving her arch enemy--a contest involving the Golden Fleece and a rival ship called the Argo.

CHRONICLE OF THE SURVEYOR OF THE QUEEN'S PICTURES, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE SACRED COWHIDE PAINTER A. S. 1987, Ira's Letter to the 11,000th Century How an artist's paintings for a B.I.A.-Lakota Christmas arts and crafts competition were preserved for a tribe of Wasichu lost seemingly forever among the lodges of the stars.

CHRONICLE OF THE SACRED COWHIDE PAINTER

CHRONICLE OF THE LION'S DESCENT, A. S. 1995, "The Lion's Descent," Part I, "The Lion's Legacy," Part II, How a U.S. Supreme Court Justice who was a very nice and likable gentleman became responsible for a once great and godly nation's descent into self-destructive depravity and violence and also for more deaths of Americans than were slain in the death camps of Himmler and Hitler (Earth I), and how he fared in Hades (Hell) after his death.

CHRONICLE OF THE LION'S DESCENT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF UWE HANTSBO'S NOTES A. S. 199?, On the Bipedal Workforce of 1994tK66, A Flying Texas How Uwe Hantsbo points out certain rather glaring flaws in the evolutionary timeline and evolutionary theory after seeing the flaws in question with his own eyes, frozen specimens of hominids and so-called human precursors, flying aboard a Texas-sized hunk of rock; how their existence supports his own view that highly intelligent, highly terrible ante-humans he names as the Atlanteans were responsible for the Dachau-like work camp on the asteriod.

CHRONICLE OF UWE HANTSBO'S NOTES, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT WEAVER PEOPLE A. S. 1997, The Secret of Dream Catching How Horace Brave Scout wanders the Southwest and finds his life-guiding vision among the caves and baskets of an extinct tribe. CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT WEAVER PEOPLE

CHRONCLE OF THE UTERO-NAUT A. S. YEAR OF THE CHILD, PART I, Orientation How Shawnta, a 19 year old wannabe careerist like her single mom, was processed at the local abortion mill newly opened in her black neighborhood.

CHRONICLE OF THE UTERO-NAUT, PART I, RETROSTAR

PART II, The Argonaut How Shawnta's unborn child (no such thing as "fetus" ever existed on earth), genius that he was, got going with the name of Jason on a very promising career that might well have benefited the whole society and probably the world, but was rudely interrupted by an abortionist's foreseps, scizzors, and vacuum--but also how the Master Plan created by the FC kicked in with a contingency plan to restore Jason's life and future.

CHRONICLE OF THE UTERO-NAUT, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE PEARLY GATES A. S. 1998, How a Pearl Was Made How a farmer's daughter's experiences in life and her decision to be forgiving came to form one half of a gate of heaven.

CHRONICLE OF THE PEARLY GATE, PARTS I-II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GRAND PUZZLE--Earth I A. S. 2001- How Anatoly, a survivor of a notorious Nazi death camp where Anne Franke and her sister perished along with tens of thousands of other Jews, spent his convalescence and waiting period to go to Israel by playing the lottery after the camp was in the hands of the Allies; how he shattered the laws of probability by never losing and always managing to win back his stake; how this impossible gambling feat came back to haunt him in the last minutes of his life as he lay dying in a Denver hospital, but how the Hound of Heaven led him to win the Jackpot of life, the greatest prize of all.

CHRONICLE OF THE GRAND PUZZLE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE LOST CITY A. S. 2002, Last Breakfast in the West Wing; Melt-down on Pennsylvania Avenue How the Wasichu of the U. S., in moral and political decline over against the British Commonwealth ever since Potsdam despite the highly-publicized moon and space programs of NASA, are struck by an invisible enemy and lose all their chiefs at once, and chiefs from the rest of the world come and set up a new council fire for the nation on Manhattan Island.

CHRONICLE OF THE MILLION MAN FLESH-EATER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE DEAD MOVIE QUEEN A. S. 2003, The Burning of Coburn How a Hollywood legend found that all her fame, fortune, and feisty feminism couldn't erase the incredible after-death reality that was evidently turning against her--not only did she find she existed when she should have dissolved into nothingness, but all sorts of strange, powerful beings seemed intent on judging her and then throwing her into what appeared to be a Pacific Ocean set on fire.

CHRONICLE OF THE DEAD MOVIE QUEEN, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF MOSHE, HONORGUARDSMAN A. S. "Night of the Iguana" How on Earth I, Moshe Benlevi, a young Israeli soldier, a freedom-loving Sabra, was chosen to be a part of Michael Jayson's honor guard in Israel when the EU President arrived there for the signing of his "eternal peace" accord he had brokered with the Palestinians and the Israelis. How Moshe tasted sour grapes in the deal and decided to stop the world (at least his slice of it) and get off, but how he was intercepted by someone he hadn't included in his life's equation.

CHRONICLE OF MOSHE, HONORGUARDSMAN, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF DJUGASHVILLI'S SERVANTS A. S. 2024 The Titan of CNNC A hostile takeover by Ted Hunter of a competing Christian network, Alpha-Omega, backfired tragically for him when his wife, converting to Christianity right in his own penthouse on top the CNNC Towers in Manhattan, took A-O's side in opposing him. A takeover that was supposed to be routine, thanks to his billions and an army of corporate lawyers, became a living nightmare when he met a world-class power player in A-0 that more than proved his match.

CHRONICLE OF DJUGASHVILLI's SERVANTS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE FALLEN GIANT A. S. 2024, How the Dominion of Canada, like the Humpty Dumpty the ill-starred egg man in children's nursery tales, broke up due to the disastrous effects of resurgent glaciation but could not be put back together; how it gained an ephemeral capital called Flin Flondia, once called the "Sunless City," in a book by that name.

CHRONICLE OF THE FALLEN GIANT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT A. S. 2170-, 1. Idylls of the King

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, PART I, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. The Panther's Jaws

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, PART II, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

3. Women and Children First!

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, PART III, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

4. Le Morte D'X-2914000?

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, PART IV, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

5. "Merry Christmas from Lyonnesse"

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, PART V, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

6. Wotoo's Black Box; The Duck King

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, PART SIX, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

7. Last Wagon Train to Avalann How the Royal Tribe of Windsor fared in exile on a base off Charon, Pluto's moon, and how they adapted to the loss of Earth and the dissolution of the monarchy

CHRONICLE OF THE LAST CAMELOT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE STAR CHAMBER A. S. 2363, Christ in Atlantis? How Professor Pikkard was tried before a university panel for his heretical views and found guilty without evidence to refute his case.

CHRONICLE OF THE STAR CHAMBER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF CHRISTUS TRIUMPHANS, Parts I, II, & III A. S. 2392, The Christmas Factor How Dr. Pikkard, meditating on the mystic Teilhard Chardin's visionary commentary on a medieval painting portraying a "standing" not a "hanging" Christ on the Cross, went on to reflect as well as the Incarnation of Yeshua, and how he concluded that a mystic thread connected all things, even to the blood of the human body, but that he had to wait for a "later" and "younger" talent to make it known scientifically. How, unknown to him, that younger visionary came to be his own predecessor, a Darwininian Establishment-challenging young man named Behe in the 20th-21st centuries, along with his contemporaries, Gabriel Tall Chief and Horace Brave Scout, who traced golden threads and lesser threads in a grand "blood cascade" of their own in the chronicles they brought forth.

CHRONICLE OF CHRISTUS TRIUMPHANS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

Re-Location of Earth II

Book Two

CHRONICLE OF YOSEF'S PILGRIMAGE A. S. 4117, Flight to Avaris How Yosef and his young wife Maryam, with Maryam's newborn Yeshua the Promised Messiah of the Jews, fled from troops and spies of Herod the Great to safety in Mizraim, and how they journeyed back to Nazareth, their natal city, once Herod was dead.

CHRONICLE OF YOSEF'S PILGRIMAGE

CHRONICLE OF THE SECOND RESURRECTION A. S. 4150, Secret Sharers, Part II How the Second Zechariah the prophet, slain in the temple courts alng with many other prophets and saints, rose from the dead as a sign of the resurrection of the Messiah way back in A.S. 30, and how he went into the holy city and appeared to many, after which he was triumphantly escorted by angels to heaven's paradise--a spectacle first recorded, with certain new additions to the Resurrection Rolol, by Secret Sharer Josheph of Arimathea.

CHRONICLE OF THE SECOND RESURRECTION, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

UNCHRONICLE OF THE CHRISTMAS PLAY A. S. 4 6 5 ?, "Merry Christmas from Lyonnesse," A Play, How a miserly, cruel banker seeks to destroy a whole town he has foreclosed on, closing down the only means of employment, the town mill, and how a small girl, Emily Cogwell, revives faith and hope in the people by refusing to give up her own in the bitter circumstances of poverty and homelessness, and how she turns and saves the banker when he experiences a change of heart after seeing her standing alone in the town square holding the Nativity Scene's Christ Child doll.

UNCHRONICLE OF THE CHRISTMAS PLAY, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE DRIED SPRINGS IP A. S. 4760, A Chief's Son Named Laughing Waters How an old chief and his old wife who had no children were promised a son by God, and the old woman laughed, yet later she conceived and gave birth to a beautiful son she named Minnehaha.

CHRONICLE OF THE PEARL DIVER A. S. 5927 -, Shipwreck of Dreams How a despised half-breed, part Keftiuan and part Myceneaean (both nations bitter enemies in the world) and Prince Daedalus do not get along and almost come to blows over the pretty orphan girl Theseus runs off with, and later after the girl's death (and the shipwreck of Theseus's dreams) how they find a way past hatred and revenge. CHRONICLE OF THE PEARL DIVER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE FIRE WATER MAKER A. S. 5931, The Chosen How a brewery malt masher got herself a mighty warrior as a husband, and how her head was knocked in by other poor women, and left to die, but a great chief's prayer gained her the ear of the Most High and she was healed. CHRONICLE OF THE FIRE WATER MAKER, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BLESSINGS OF THE BREASTS A. S. 5932-, The Wayward Vine How the births of two sons, Manasseh and Ephraim, comforted and cheered Joseph in the land of his bondage, but how his beloved wife and companion's heart turned toward her people and away from her husband.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLESSINGS OF THE BREASTS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

TWIN CHRONICLE OF THE AMBUSHED MAIDENS, TWIN CHRONICLE OF THE AMBUSHED BRAVE A. S. 5934, 1. Dawn Flower

TWIN CHRONICLE OF THE AMBUSHED MAIDENS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. The Prince of Gilead

TWIN CHRONICLE OF THE AMBUSHED BRAVE

How a chieftain's daughter and her maid-servant fought for their virtue; how the maid-servant escaped to safety and found a young man she could make her husband; how a prince, robbed of all his wealth, was left for dead in the desert, and how he found a greater wampum.

CHRONICLE OF THE BITTER ROOT A. S. 5938, Abdullah's Return How good times fattened Abdullah but did not improve his character, and how resentment and blood revenge took root in his heart, and how he could not rest until he avenged his brethren's deaths on the head of the chief of those he held responsible--Joseph. CHRONICLE OF THE BITTER ROOT, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF FAT WOLVES AND HUNGRY PEOPLE A. S. 5941, Part I, A Bruised Reed and a Broken Staff; Part II, The Return of the Brothers How the little family tribe of Joseph's father began to starve in their desert hogans and needed to go for provision in another country where there was said to be abundant food and water, thanks to a most far-seeing ruler in it who had set aside one fifth of the harvest for seven straight years of abundant harvests.

PART II, CHRONICLE OF THE FAT WOLVES AND LEAN PEOPLE, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE FAR-SPEAKING VASES A. S. 5931-, 1. Secret Diary of Ipu-Pheres (cont. by Benohe-Pheres); A. S. 5942, 2. Letters of Ipu-Pheres, Jonathan H. Thompkins, and Bertha Mae 3. Letter to Reader by Editor of the 23rd Edition of RETRO STAR series. How spirit-house shamans who have not yet been born could talk to people in stone tipis which had long since vanished under the ice. CHRONICLE OF THE FAR-SPEAKING VASES, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BLESSINGS AND CURSINGS A. S. 5957, Jacob's Last Testament How all his sons received their future shares in the Promised Land and how his blessings in some cases seemed more like curses; how Jacob's embalmed body was carried back to Ken'an and buried with his father's bones. CHRONICLE OF THE BLESSINGS AND CURSINGS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BLESSINGS OF THE EVERLASTING HILLS A. S. 6011, The Kingdom Pledge How Joseph, on his deathbed at age 110, prophesied that his bones would not lie forever in Mizraim, but they would be gathered to his fathers in the Promised Land by his people. How seventy five years of great blessing followed Joseph's death, but then enslavement of the Hebrews began. How blessed was the one piece of ground, the field outside Shechem, owned by the people of Jacob and Joseph. CHRONICLE OF THE BLESSINGS OF THE EVERLASTING HILLS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF A CLOUDY AND DARK DAY A. S. 6719, A Mighty Chief Called Barley Cake How one young brave was chosen by God to fight tribes of thousands of enemies that oppressed and starved his people, coming every year and taking all their food away. CHRONICLE OF A CLOUDY AND DARK DAY, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE GIANT-SCALPER A. S. 6852, The Runt of Ephratah How a tribesman of tiny Ephratah, smallest portion of a small country, he himself youngest in his family and despised by his brethren, killed and scalped a giant warrior and became the chieftain of the whole country and one of the most famous kings in human memory and whose second name is spread over the whole earth.

CHRONICLE OF THE GIANT SCALPER, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

CHRONICLE OF THE CHIEFTAIN'S DAUGHTER IP A. S. 8732, Elektra's Contingency Plan--Implemented How a chieftain's daughter lost her last sky-canoe and seemingly all her people but found a tribe who didn't know better and took her along with them.

CHRONICLE OF THE CHIEFTAIN'S DAUGHTER

FROM THIS CRUCIAL POINT ON, COMES THE FINAL WRAP-UP CHRONICLES, WHICH INVOLVE BOTH TWIN EARTHS AND THEIR RESPECTIVE UNIVERSES, AND EVERYTHING INHABITATING THEM, PLANTS, ANIMALS, HUMANITY, DEVILS, LUCIFER, WALLY AND HIS LONE SUPPORTING CRAY...THERE IS NEW MATERIAL YOU WON'T WANT TO MISS, ALREADY APPEARING.

CHRONICLE OF THE SEVEN STARS, THE GREAT WHITE CHAIR, AND THE END OF EARTH'S SKY-TRAIL AND THE GREAT LAST COUNCIL FIRE (EARTHS I AND II) Z-Point II 1. Z-Point Deferred: Battle of the Seven Stars How, on Earth I, the "Light Bringer" Lucifer attacks the Seven Agensl of the Seven Cburches, determined to gain absolute control of Earth I, and how he uses this attack as a feint in order do the most damage he can to his true objective: the Blue Bridge of Orion that contains, he senses, to the Plan of Restoration for both Earths and their Universes.

CHRONICLE OF THE SEVEN STARS, VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

2. Part I: The Sentencing Trial: The Great Assize Part I How all the people who had done bad things were shown what they had done and were cast alive into the mouth of a Star-Eater along with all the spirit-creatures that lodged inside the enemy stars. Part II: City of Destruction How the cities and nations were judged and then their names and official seals and insigne cast into the Pit, and all memory erased in the mind of God of their former existence.

CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT WHITE CHAIR, VOL. IV, RETRO STAR

Part II, CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT WHITE CHAIR, "CITY OF DESTRUCTION, the "Emerald City", VOL. IV, RETROSTAR

CHRONICLE OF THE BLUE BRIDGE LINKING CHAMPIONS--EARTH I AND EARTH II How the Bridge once linking the Twin Earths was restored in the Cavern of the Great Nebula of Orion, a work that spanned the ages and completed the destiny of both worlds; how the choice to forgive by one wounded human being, a pioneer Exoduster's daughter from a farm in Kansas, joined the two half-spans together forever.

CHRONICLE OF THE BLUE BRIDGE LINKING CHAMPIONS

2. Homecoming of the City of the Great Chief IP How the council gathering of the Lamb of God, finished after an eternity of careful construction, came down from heaven and set upon the center of restored Israel, where the Nail-Pierced One and his tribes would rule the Earth's nations for a thousand years until the Final Reaping of the Earth.

Volume V Beyond the Rapture--An Eschatology Lived,

Chronicled by Horace Brave Scout

CHRONICLE OF THE GREAT CHIEF'S RETURN A. S. 200? How Yeshua comes to Earth I, unexpectedly to most people, gathers those few "Wise Virgins" who are prepared, and leaves those who were tremendously successful followers, they thought, only to find themselves lumped with the ungodly in a world society racing toward the abyss. How Heloise Turnbull, the televangelist, lost her world-wide organization and wealth along with her husband and family but found new life and a new ministry in Israel where she fled to escape the collapse of everything she had achieved.

PART ONE, JACOB'S TROUBLE, "THE VOICE FROM THE GROUND"

"Thief in the Night," Part Two, Beyond the Rapture

"The Spin Shamans," Part Three, Beyond the Rapture

"luv heat and the marcyz boyz," Part Four, Beyond the Rapture

"Hard Choices, Part Five, Beyond the Rapture

"The Wailers at the Wall," Beyond the Rapture

"Shelter from the Storm," Part Seven, Beyond the Rapture

"A Covenant God," Part Nine, Beyond the Rapture

"The Lion Unleashed," Part Nine, Beyond the Rapture

"Retreat to Petra," Part Ten, Beyond the Rapture

Please return for Book Two of Beyond the Rapture, "Yom Kipppur"

(Chronicle completed)

Volume VI Natal Convergence

by Horace Brave Scout

CHRONICLE OF THE LOST TRIBE A. S. 1,136,786 How the Alpha Centaurii discovered an archive of Late Twentieth Century artifacts in a time capsule, and information revealing a Magnum Mysterium that revolutionized everything, to the point where they chose the dreaded White Martyrdom, a final search of the Universe for what they had lost, in which they discover what Ira Sulkowsky has already shown them in.... "The Christmas Factor" 61000202A-Z, Subfile A1, "Dogon Star Child"

61000202A-Z, Subfile A2, "Lakota Nativity" 61000202A-Z, Subfile A3, "A Victorian Christmas" 61000202A-Z, Subfile A4, "Christmas with James Dean"

"Subfile A4: Christmas with James Dean, A Requiem with Poinsettias" 61000202A-Z, Subfile A5, "A Fawn in Winter" 61000202A-Z, Subfile A6, "A Fulani Christmas"

"A Fulani Christmas," Vol. VI, CHRONICLE OF THE LOST TRIBE, RETRO STAR

61000202A-Z, Subfile A7, "Street of Dreams" 61000202A-Z, Subfile A8, "Winter Rose"

CHRONICLE OF THE LOST TRIBE, WINTER ROSE, VOL. VI, RETROSTAR

61000202A-Z, Subfile A9, Act III, "Christmas from Lyonnesse"

61000202A-Z, Subfile A10, ACT III, "Joseph's Letter"

CHRONICLE OF THE LOST TRIBE, VOL. VI, "Joseph's Letter," RETROSTAR "Natal Convergence!"

Volume VII Final Wars...Convergence at Orion by Horace Brave Scout IP

How two major battles fought for Orion and its secret "Skunk Works" resulted in the destruction of the chief project, the Blue Bridge, to the point where only half survived in each Universe; and how a single act of an individual was strong enough to unite the two halves into one whole, thereby completing the bridge and defeating the opposing players.

Epilogue II EPILOGUE II, "THE HARROWINGS OF HADES AND HELL," RETRO STAR

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Jason was not one to linger in any one campsite, no matter how attractive the place might be. He also didn't stop for breakfast if he thought there was no time to waste on it. That trait--saving time, saving the possible trouble along with it--had infuriated his uncle back in Iolkos, who had wanted to go in regal array to see Jason off, with many fine speeches and the pouring of wine into the sea from the king's golden goblet to gain the favor of Lord Poseidon, the ruler of the seas.

How could Jason have been so rude to his uncle, humiliating him by launching secretly? The real reason was simple. He did not stop to give his uncle the opportunity to come and see him off with lengthly oblations and self-flattering ceremonies because Peleus was known for rounding up beggars in the streets periodically and, together with the woeful creatures in his palace prison, feeding the fish with them after they had been chopped in pieces--such cruelties, Jason believed, might only infuriate the currents, and the winds, and the waves.

They had a long voyage ahead, so in the early morning Jason went aboard, and his crew, grabbing their belongings, rushed to take their places. Fortunately, there was a good wind blowing them out to sea, and so there was little work to do on empty stomachs. They could also hope that Jason would remember they had missed breakfast, and would put in at some nice island cove where they could fish for their dinner or maybe get Apollo, a master bowsman, to pick off a flock of ducks or even a wild goat near the shore.

It wasn't to be. Achaea is situated where the rock below splits in four different directions, and as they had not yet found the entrance to the straits that led to the Angry Sea (also called Unfriendly Sea, due to its frequent storms), one of the cracks widened. The cracking apart of the earth far beneath the Aegean sea was not visible, of course, but the Argonauts were amazed to see sea birds flying wildly about, seeking refuge even on the ship.

Jason, even if he had known the reasons, which he did not, lacked time to get the ship safely away. They were passing as closely to the land as they could, not knowing how to navigate without landmarks in sight, when the nearest cliffs and rocky slopes gave way and thundered as boulders and earth cascaded down into the water.

It was then too late to do anything but just see what else might happen.

They did not have long to wait. The water from one end of the sea to the other began to foam and dance with agitation, and then it clearly began moving in their direction.

Lukeios, the most alarmed, gave a madman's shriek, leaping up as if he was going to throw himself off the ship.

The others, however, saw there was no safe place to escape and pulled him back down. The waters were now racing toward them, and no swimmer could hope to outrace them.

One moment they were sitting on a placid sea, then the next they were swept with a huge boiling wave that spun them around like a leaf and then shot them forward.

Lukeios, again the most excitable, tried this time to throw himself off the ship, but his shipmates dragged him back down. Together, they clung to the heaving Argo as it hurtled across the water, the great wave bearing it along as it shot them toward massive rocks in the distance.

The rocks grew terrifying large as they rapidly approached. These, some of the Argonauts, recognized, either from reports or from having seen them on previous voyages. The Clashing Rocks! The straits between them were so narrow, uncountable ships never made it through--particulary if the waters were storm tossed.

Everyone looked at Jason--did he have any idea what to do now? Were they not doomed? Was it not time to pray to their gods? Jason, however, just shook his head, and some took that to mean there was no use trying anything--it was no good struggling against fate. Whatever happened, they could not avoid it--and such was many a sailor's fate here, for the sea bottom was a graveyard, littered with ships dashed against the rocks by storm and wind.

Many of the Argonauts closed their eyes as the wave threw them at the towering Rocks that stood sentinel at the head of the straits.

When they opened them in the flying spray, they could not tell for a moment or two if they were safely in the straits or about to be smashed against the Clashers--as the spray blinded them, and all they could see was a gray turbulence.

Lukeios let out a shriek, and no one could see if he had thrown himself overboard--it was chaos on board--as the Argo heaved up one way and then another, even spinning at one point in a giant eddy. Those who did see something, wished they hadn't, as the ship flew over giant, ragged rocks, with a mere inch or two of water between the rocks and the hull.

Every Argonaut saw some different peril, some inescapable rock the size of the ship, or double, fly at them to rip open the Argo and spill them all out into the boiling waters.

It was a good thing now they hadn't eaten. The ship went straight up, then was plunged downwards, seemingly to Hades, only to be thrown sideways, nearly capsizing them, while they were simultaneously being swept forward through the narrow straits.

Rolling in the bilge, battered against the gunwales as they clung to the sides of the ship and rock scraped so closely to the hull some had their knuckles skinned, the men thought themselves dead men.

The great wave, born of the great shaking beneath the sea, gained far more force and power when squeezed in in the narrow straits of the two stone sea mounts, and its waters rose higher and higher, so that when they passed through they were not really out of danger--as there lay an islet and surrounding sand bars in their path.

Jason looked down, with one or two others, and saw tall, big boughed trees beneath the hull in the glassy green water--they had barely cleared the hills of the thick forest!

A few moments passed, and they passed down into the cove on the other side--and there the flood expired--smoothly spreading with little more than a hissing sound as if it had never threatened their lives and their vessel with complete destruction.

As the ship settled down in the calming water, still moving swiftly toward land from the momentum it had built up, Jason awoke from a kind of trance that made the other Argonauts stare and stand about like marble statues. He started shaking the man nearest him, who happened to be Typhis the Helmsman. Together, they got the big steering rudders back in their slots, and turned the ship just in time to avoid the jagged toothed shore rocks.

As soon as Typhis cast the anchor, no one could have held the men back a moment longer. They all dove from the ship, or jumped off, some swinging down on ropes--it was every man for himself, to gain the safety of oh, so sweet solid earth!

The Argonauts, once they have calmed down enough to think orderly thoughts, set out to explore the small, but nearly vertical island. They find some houses, all deserted. It seems the island has no people, only a few wild goats that Apollos already has his eye on as he fingers his bow. But as they turn back to the ship a strangely human cry is heard. They all stop, listening intently. Had they heard someone's call in this forsaken place? Yes! They hear it again. Lukeios runs toward it, and is met by a creeping shadow of a man--he is more skin and bones than a living human being. When they help the old man--for he seems old, his skin hangs on him in folds--up to his feet, he whispers a warning--"Beware the sicklebirds--the hounds of Zeus--they will return soon and attack! Begone, before you are slain by them!"

The Argonauts stare at him, then some begin to chuckle. Argonauts run like hares from mere birds? Preposterous!

Lukeios tells the old man to his face that he is an old fool--and Jason steps forward. "Let him alone, bring him some food--the dried meats in the basket with the lid! Bring him a blanket too to cover himself in the night!"

Argonauts hurried back to the ship. Others stood round the old man, wondering but not asking how a man could get himself in such a state as to live worse than an animal. Was it the birds?--what birds could be so bad that the island's people would all flee, leaving just this one old man?

The old man could see they did not believe him or heed his warning.

He shook his trembling finger at them. "You are young and have not seen such fowls as these! They are most terrible winged beasts that fly by night and day--and can swoop down on you at any time. And they spread a foulness everywhere they have been--so what they don't eat or carry off from me they ruin with their stench! All my family and the village people tore down their houses for the beams and left in a Minyan vessel--we are not Minyans here, but we traded a long time with them--so they did not raid us. As for the dirty Achaeans--we don't see them in these islands--they are such cowards and don't go about much in ships on the sea--they're--"

Jason interrupted. "But tell us--these birds, you say--they attacked you. Why did you and your people not drive them off?"

The old man looked at him as if he had not heard him. Then, slowly, a look of terror glazed his eyes, and he pointed upwards, staggering, so that Boreus, who was close by, grabbed him to keep him from toppling over.

"They roost up there, in the crags--and from there range over the other islands to the north--then always return here and take whatever I have here that's edible--leaving me nothing!

At that moment, the men came running with the food and the blanket, and they laid them down before the old man and Jason.

"Come, lie down, old one," said Jason kindly, beckoning him to the blanket. "Rest and eat. We will bring up some water too, and mix it with a little wine for your digestion."

Again, Phineas (his name) did not seem to hear. He rambled on. "Yes, yes, they will return--perhaps soon! They will fly about here, searching for anything they can eat, and they eat most anything. The whole gang of them even kill and feast on livestock, and carry off small cattle to devour later--though all sheep and goats are long gone! Oh! Oh! How they ruined me! I was once rich--I had the largest flock, and many vines and olive trees too--but the monsters kept tearing everything with their claws and beaks, rooting up the vines, roosting in the trees and killing them with their stinking dung, and all my fine, fat-tailed sheep and big-uddered goats--" His voice trailed off--as the scenes were too much for words.

Mopsos, looking closely at the old man, shook his head when an Argonaut moved to give him some of the bread and meat.

"He has been starved so long, by the looks of him," Mopsos explained, "this much food might kill him. No, some clear broth would do better to revive his strength and his spirits. We will need a fire, and someone to gather any wild leeks that grow here we can boil for the juice--or perhaps there is something else still growing in the gardens of the deserted houses we can add to make it tastier."

Jason approved this advice immediately, and Argonauts hurried off in search of ingredients for the soup, while Jason turned back to the pitiful old man, who had now sunk down on the blanket, still moaning over his losses, with Boreus holding his hand as if he were his aged father. Apollos too, and his brother, came close--remembering their own lost parents.

"Captain, can't we do something more for him?" Apollos blurted out. "We can't just give him some soup and then leave him here like this--with no one to care for him. Where are his sons and daughters? How cruel to leave their father! He'll die alone, and the forest animals, the wolves and the boars, will devour him."

The old man seemed to awaken as if he had heard Apollos. "What? I want nothing from you! Leave me, strange youth! I expressly stayed behind to die--I will die in my own house--and nothing will drive me out but death! I welcome the boars and the wolves! Let them gnaw my bones! The sooner the better!"

Jason knelt down, drawing his face near to the old man's. "Sir! Please listen to me as if I were your son. You won't like it in Hades any better than here. That is no answer to your distress. We will take you along with us, and you can choose any island, any city, and perhaps rejoin your own people and family. Life may be kinder, and give you some happy days yet. You don't have to remain here--where there is nothing to comfort your old age! Please, come with us! We will not trouble you further. We just want to help you."

The old man shook his head doggedly, from side to side. Boreus stood and straightened up. He looked determinedly at Jason, caught his eye, and then went to him, speaking in a low voice. Jason looked away, as if he were considering something, then turned to the Argonauts.

"Men, I will not risk you in going after these birds. I will not let you all go, if they are as large and fierce as this old man says--we have never seen their likes. I have heard old tales of these giant birds, and if they are the sicklebirds we know, they are grown so large because of great age. No one knows how long they live or how big they can grow. But we may soon find out! Boreus has offered to fight them! I will let him do it, since his heart is set on it--but no one else! I cannot spare anyone, and will greatly regret losing Boreus--but he is a man--I cannot make him stay a boy and set him back on his oar--he has to do this manly, noble feat for his own sake and also the old man's."

This was quite a large speech for Jason, and everyone was silent and impressed, though there was some feeling among them that was not pleased with Jason's decision. Evenso, Lukeios did not whisper any witty remark in the closest ear. Instead he gazed at Boreus, who had seemed a boy to him, but now had surpassed them all in bravery, volunteering to go alone after the hounds of Zeus.

Jason was not one for lingering after a decision was made. He returned to the ship, there to await Boreus, the men thought. A few of the strongest suddenly tapped each other's shoulder and went apart to talk.

As for Jason, if Boreus did not return in two days, he realized he would have to leave his bones to be picked clean by the birds. In the meantime, Argus could inspect the ship and see to any repairs it needed. Thanks to the Clashing Rocks, the Argo's boards had pulled loose in places, and water was getting in.

Boreus left after taking a javelin Jason released from the ship's arsenal, a fine weapon of the hardest wood for the stave and perfectly cast bronze for the deadly tip that Argus had fashioned, using his own blacksmithy and cunning arts learned from the masters of Crete. Mopsos caught his arm in passing. "Here," he said, handing Boreus a rope and a fat garden parsnip, "Catch yourself a wild goat with this root, and use it to lure the birds--they might not bother with one lone man otherwise."

Boreus grinned, and took the rope and parsnip, then hurried up the trail into the hills above.

The Argonauts turned to go. It would be a long wait, with guards set. A fire was lit on the shore, and what they could find--a couple ducks, quail, and some garden herbs--went into a pot after the broth for the old man was prepared and brought to him in his ruined house by Mopsos and Lukeios.

While all this was going on, six Argonauts quietly slipped away, carrying whatever makeshift weapon of their choice they could find in the area--Lukeios and Apollos among the champions--though Lukeios was not actually invited, he was just not one to miss a chance for a little excitement to crow about later to his shipmates.

Jason's legs were longer and swifter. He caught them right at the path where it led up into the mountain. "Hold it! Give me your sandals! I waited for this, and now I can go to stand with Boreus. Now back to the ship!"

Though some admiration shone in his eyes because of their bravery, Jason could not let their foolhardiness go unrebuked. "If I had found you gone as you planned, it would not have fared so well with you, men. How would you like swimming home? Try this again, and you will have to swim--because you will not be going anywhere with me! Well?"

The thoroughly surprised and now thoroughly sobered Argonauts--wondering how Jason could have divined their secret plan--thought he had to be a sorcerer, but pulled off their footwear for Jason to collect, then forgot the rocks and raced each other back to the ship without any more trouble or protest.

It went as Mopsos had said. Boreus quickly got a wild goat to come for the parsnip, and ran it down before it could escape up into the crags of the mountains crowning the islet. Tieing it with the rope, Boreus slung it over his shoulder and hurried into those same mountains. He had only two days to complete his exploit--what a test of his strength and fighting prowess that would prove--it thrilled him to think about it! Back in Iolkos, the women would sing songs about it in the streets and markets, and he would be famous the rest of his life! "Boreus, the hero of many-shipped Iolkos! Slayer of the Sickles of the Sky! Boreus of the radiant, piercing javelin, bravely, singly, challenged the hounds of Zeus--" It would be a fine song, hle knew--and he might even let Orpheus play his harp and sing it to him in his white-pillared mansion the king and the people award him.

The goat worked perfectly too, just as beautifully as the parsnip on the goat. Bleating and jumping at its tether atop the crag Boreus selected for the battle with the giant birds, the goat soon drew the attention of an eagle-eyed sicklebird, which left off flying in a line with more of its kind flying afar off. At first Boreus thought it was just another sicklebird. He had seen them before--and they were quite ordinary in size--about the size or a crane, not even the size of a stork. But the bird, as it beat its wings and drew closer, continued to grow in size. And the bird did not reach the crag--it was still some distance off when Boreus realized that the thing was truly of monstrous size. It was constantly enlarging, and still it had not reached the crag. How big was it anyway? Boreus marveled, his blood beginning to run cold.

He took his place with his shield and javelin, and waited. Even as the sicklebird swooped closer and closer, eyeing the frantic, frightened goat, it must have noticed there was something else alive on the mountain top. Was the little two-legged as tasty as the little four-legged? the monster seemed to be thinking, as it made an exploratory pass by Boreus.

Boreus was waiting for this, and had a rock ready to get the bird fighting mad--that is, even more angry than it was hungry.

Suddenly, a wave of the most sickening odor washed over him. He choked, and tried not to breathe any more of it, but the smell was everywhere, thick and inescapable. Forcing himself to take the smell, Boreus wound up and slammed the rock against the passing giant right in its belly, and it shrieked as it pulled up, beating the air with such a thunder that Boreus's ears were almost deafened. Then turning in a wide arc the sicklebird headed back. Shrieking like a javelin-stuck pig, the bird beat down upon Boreus, who had a bronze-headed javelin ready to greet it this time, rather than a mere rock.

Sicklebird and Boreus fatally converged.

Meanwhile, Jason wasted no time in getting to the top of the mountain, where Boreus was fighting for his life, having forgotten all about being famous and having songs with his name in them.

What Jason feared then happened. While Boreus was busy with one bird, another and yet another attacked him from the rear. Just as they turned to make the kill, Jason rushed up to even the contest--but Jason was more than a match for them, monstrous in size though they were...

While Boreus is proving his manhood at the sicklebirds' expense, Argus wastes no time in his inspection. He sounds the hull with a big stone mallet, from bow to stern. Ankle deep water came in during the big shaking the ship got when it shot like an arrow through the Clashing Rocks and right over a forested island. Yet, it hadn't been smashed on any rock--which was miraculous--so the water, he decided, was mostly from waves washing over the sides in transit to their present safe haven. The ship's ornament was not so fortunate--it is barely holding--he discovers.

The lion head must be replaced--as the mortise and tenon in its base are badly cracked and won't hold in a storm. The whole piece will have to be redone. He has no time to carve another like it from oak, and the loss saddens him, for he will have to leave it behind--perhaps as a present to the old man to remember them by, if he doesn't come away with them...

Meanwhile, on the mountain, Jason reaches the battleground where Boreus is fighting alone against overwhelming odds. Jason more than evens the odds, and another winged monster soon bites the dust, a javelin thrust through its mouth and gullet.

The "Hounds of Zeus," the "Harpies," the "sicklebirds," by any other name they are winged abominations, fighting with tooth and claw as much as with their revolting stench against the pair of Argonauts.

The battle grows intense, as the sicklebirds grow all the more enraged as their numbers decrease significantly. His javelin carried off by a dying sicklebird, Jason battles on with his sword.

It is a good thing Jason has come, for Boreus faints and collapses on the ground, overcome by the nauseating stench of the sicklebird he has just dispatched to hell.

Later, when it is all over and the few remaining sicklebirds flee for their lives, the exhausted Boreus seeks strength and reassurance from Jason, whom he knows has saved him from an ignoble end--killed and devoured by stinking sicklebirds!

Back at the Argo, Orpheus the human nightengale, who hasn't sung a note since the voyage began despite many requests, suddenly explodes with the whole Minyan medley of the Golden Fleece cycle--songs about Ino and Nephele's struggle to the death behind the throne of their husband, King Athamas of Orchomenus, and how Ino, the new and prettier wife, won, and how Nephele's son Phrixus was delivered up as a sacrifice...but a golden ram flew down and spirited him off to high-towered Colchis in the country of gold-sanded Colchis...

To round out the evening of the best music they have heard in their lives, Lukeios shares his vast knowledge of sophisticated palace women with a young, impressionable Argonaut who has never heard such things, having spent his whole life before this voyage on one small island herding his father's goats.

Drawing the inexperienced goatherd close, Lukeios expands on his theme. "You first take every pleasure you can from lips, breasts, and thighs, but never, never give a woman you love gold or jewels or perfumes when she demands it--threatening that she will kick you from her bed and call her servants to throw you into the street. No, laugh at her instead. Call her an ingrate, not fit to service a real man like yourself, who is renowned for exploits and bravery worthy of the gods! If that doesn't bring smiles and loving embraces, give her the names and titles of the high-born women who have sought your love like beggars seek alms and bread--she will change her tune shortly when she realizes what she is dealing with! Open the door and say she will never see you again--and she will have to bear forever the disgrace of losing you! She will cry torrents at the thought of that! Then, when she shows she has had a change of heart, beat her a little too, and she will love you all the more. That, my lad, is how to handle a woman. It works every time, with women born high or low. I've never known it to fail. And I've had hundreds and hundreds of women."

One glance of Mopsos's at him in passing, and Lukeios got red in the face and forgot what else about handling women he had to share with the junior Argonaut.

Where was Jason? Hours had passed, and dusk had set in. He was taking a long time getting back to the ship. The Argonauts lit a night fire and held a council. Should they camp on the land without him, or play it safer on the boat. It would be a bad thing for their captain to return, and the Argo was missing, stolen in the night by Myrmidons--those ant-like swarms of thieves from the populous island of Aegina. The discussion went back and forth, yea and nay, with Lukeios holding forth at great length on the best course to take in the emergency. He even advised them to appoint him captain in the interim--just in case Jason and Boreus did not make it back--slain, no doubt, by the ferocious sicklebirds.

This did not sound good to the Argonauts, and they liked Lukeios's brash proposal even less. The upshot was that no decision was made. And Mopsos, though not asked, was not offering any wisdom, so the stalemate continued. Some camped out on the land, around the old Phineas's tumble-down house, and the rest went aboard, to keep it safe for Jason's return--which they hoped would be soon.

It was not soon, however, and night settled in. The Argonauts, one by one, fell asleep where they sat on sailcloth and some netting.

Jason roused them all awake in the morning, and since the old man would not leave his home and island for anything, even though he would die there alone, they left him food, water, and wine, as much as the could spare, and launched forth on their quest.

Hailing a passing merchant, they learned that a city lay ahead, around some high mountains that dropped straight into the sea. Sinopoli! That name rang a cracked bell with Jason. He frowned, for his father had visited it, and had some tales to tell his son, with some real warnings attached. He had gone there as an adventuresome youth working on a grainship, returning from the north coast, and Sinopoli was almost his undoing. He had only one piece of money, a silver Cimmerian disc, which he carried in his mouth to keep it safe. Yet he had been robbed a short time after he disembarked at the port.

Then the men had beat him, and he had to escape by running and diving into the sea off a high rock, but that didn't deter them. They didn't want him telling anyone, naturally, so they dove in and swam after him, and he swam all the harder to get away, knowing they would drown him if they caught him.

It was a torture, diving and swimming underwater, trying to elude them, but finally he tired them out, and they swam back to land, leaving him to make his way slowly to the anchored ship.

When he finally got aboard his ship, he vowed never to go ashore at Sinopoli again, or any such city. When his shipmates returned (and not all returned), most were much the worse for the shore leave. All had their money taken in one way or another. Some were very sick, having eaten pork or fish that was spoiled or rotten, served to them in place of good food. Others were half out of their minds from too much resin-flavored wine of the plum. Just as bad, the house of port women had really taken everything--even their sandals and clothes, so that the men who went there fled back to the ship as naked as newborns, only they were jeered and slapped on their bare buttocks all the way to the docks by the laughing townspeople.

That was not the half of it. Jason's ears burned when he heard his father tell of it. Iolkos was bad, in some respects, treating strange seafarers roughly in the shops and in the houses of port women--but Sinopoli surpassed his own city.

Should he sail by it? He could do that, but his men were needing to go ashore to a city, to eat the things they could get there for money, and talk to other people in society, and see the sights of the town. He would not deprive them of that much enjoyment. Yet he cautioned them.

"Listen up, the houses of port women will ruin you for this voyage," he told them, fixing each man in turn with his gaze. "Your life is your own, and I will not see what you do after this voyage, but while you are under my charge, on my ship, I will see to it you are fit and do not come to any harm--as best I can see to it. And one thing I know, I know the prize ahead will not be worth it to you, if you go to such places and do the things they do there. You will not care much for this quest after you go there--and will always be thinking of another such time. What kind of a sailor will you make then? Your heart will be elsewhere than here with us--it will fly like a dove back to Sinopoli, to the port women's bird cages. No, I will not let you board if you go into any of those hired women! I will wait for you on the ship, men, and I will know if you have disobeyed me the moment I see you."

That was a sobering word. Some, like Lukeios, were itching to object, but they refrained, realizing they had a clear set of choices put to them. "Go to the houses of port women and stay behind in Sinopoli when the Argo sails--or enjoy the city as best they could without the women for hire, and return in fine shape to Jason for the rest of their voyage." It was their decision to make--and that was fair enough, every one of them had to admit, since it was his ship and his right to decide who was on it and, just as important, what they must do to stay there.

The mountains that had been described to them loomed ahead. They were nearing Sinopoli the famous and seductive city the seafarers all talked about. Strangely enough, Sinope had been a beautiful girl and a virgin, whom no man in the old stories could induce to give up her virginity--and it was said even the god Apollo had failed to win her love! How a city like this one could claim her as its progenitress and take her name, no one could guess--but it did.

Yet the Unfriendly Sea on which Sinopoli depended for its trade and commercial life was aptly named. Not only was it infested with pirates and raiding bands, but sudden, ferocious storms could swoop down on unwary ships out of a sky that had been clear moments before--and so it happened now.

The sail, struck by the terrific wind, was beating itself to pieces. Hylas, Apollo's best friend, was exceptionally good at climbing the mast and scaling the ropes to it as well, and so Jason sent him up first to secure it.

Normally, one man such as this, so nimble in his movements, was enough. But then the worst thing for mariners happened. Hylas, always as sure-footed as a wild goat climbing and holding on, was thrown off the sail when the ship gave a seele, a violent lurch that send every man's stomach to his throat.

Poor Hylas missed the ship completely when he fell, and the waves swallowed him. Vanished--somewhere in the wake! They could hardly believe their eyes. But a moment later the ship plunged into darkness and swirling mist so thick they could not see to navigate in. Were they plunging to their doom against the mountainous cliffs? The sound of waves crashing against rocks could tell Typhys the helmsman to turn back to open sea, but the wind was so deafening, screaming like sicklebirds in their ears--it was impossible to tell where the greatest danger lay. As it was, the storm itself, sweeping at them with giant waves, threatened to capsize them, or roll the ship over in the deep troughs of the waves, as they pitched this way and that in the roaring water.

The storm withdrew as quickly as it had come. But the ship was not the same. Hylas had gone overboard! They had lost their first Argonaut! They circled around, but there was no sign of him. He had vanished in the wide sea.

Apollo, particularly, was overcome by the loss. There was nothing Jason for anyone else could do. It seemed that Apollo's fate would be much grief in life--one grief after another.

The Argo gained the safe haven, or so it seemed, of Sinopoli.

True to the descriptions of it by the mariners they had hailed at sea, it was a grand sight--a large, wealthy city--full of people, ships trading from many islands and far-off ports, and shops of all kinds, eating places, and fashionably-styled, pretty women--not to mention, those for hire, peering down at the seafarers from their windows set two levels above the streets so that they could see their prospective customers and smile and call down to them.

Jason, as he had said, remained at the ship to wait, and also see that no one boarded and robbed it, or, much worse, made off with it.

He could hear the noise of the city, going on into the night hours, even increase after the lanterns were lit, and there were the usual scuffles and brawls outside the packed taverns and the boxing rooms and wherever wild cats were put in with other wild cats in the gambling houses, and the usual dog fights over tasty fish heads and innards thrown out the windows of the tall houses by housewives before the evening meal, and other customary noises of a busy port such as this.

Now and then a woman shrieked stacotto like she was being stabbed repeatedly, and Jason shook his head, hoping for the best. Most of these young men in his charge, he knew, were not used to a sophisticated city and its ways, even though they had their share of wild oats to sow. Sinopoli's festivals held in honor of the wine god and his crazed maenads were many. Dressed like the wine god, with flowers and ivy twined in the hair of men and women, and the bare-breasted women carrying long-stemmed wands with gilded pine cones attached to the ends, the people celebrated hour after hour. Parties were always going on, and they could turn ugly. Young carousers were known to go to them just to fight, or even kill someone if they could. Murders and mayhem were frequent, but accepted in a prosperous, big city, as part of the price of their greatness and beauty.

The city towers set in the encircling land-wall had known many a young woman and her lover leaping to their deaths from them-- that was another thing going on in Sinopoli. Sinopolitan youth had nothing else to do but that--after drinking and partying night and day. Life was cheap and violent in Sinopoli--and so, thoughtlessly thrown away. If they didn't kill themselves, they could always burn someone's house down with them in it, or rob and rape them, whether man or woman or child. No violent, outrageous act was unknown in this place--it only stimulated worse and worse acts as imaginations ran riot with the news of each night's escapades.

The saying was popular: "When in Sinopoli, do as the Sinopolitans do!

The only trouble with that, Jason's father had told him, was they were wicked and loved treachery, and did not live very long lives. Even your bosum friends might rob and kill you for the price of a jug of wine if they ran short! Truly, Sinopoli was the pit of a man's arm!

The sky and earth darkened as the last afterglow of the sun faded away. Holding his sword, and his javelin close by, Jason waited, making sure he did not sleep--as he was not going to take any chances with this particular city of thieves and murderers and wild Dionysios-worshipers.

As for Mopsos and Orpheus--they too had gone ashore, surprising Jason, who did not think either cared for the crude and rough excitements that lured most seafarers.

Following the excited and wide-eyed Argonauts, Mopsos was the last figure Jason could make out as the whole group headed up the street from

And Apollo? He always had his twin brother, who was two Apollos bigger--to defend him. He needn't worry about Apollo, he thought.

Perhaps, Jason thought, the city would distract him from his sorrow in losing his best friend and shipmate--something every mariner has to get used to, sad as it is, if he is going to roam the wide Unfriendly Sea.

Last of all to leave, faithful Argus! But Jason told him to go ahead--it would be good for a man to set foot on land. They might not have this opportunity for quite some time to come, for they had a great distance yet to go.

Argus, a young man himself, grinned. "I will buy you something very good to eat if I can! Some grapes, a little wine, with some scented oil for your bath perhaps--?"

Argus winked--Jason, taking no offense, said nothing, but nodded. He was not against a friend's gifts of wine, fruit, and oil. They sounded good to his ears. The scented oil in particular would be the most desirable. The Hades-like stench of the sicklebirds, both he and Boreus had discovered, would not wash off completely with any kind of water, fresh or from the sea--no matter how hard they had scrubbed with mint and grasses in the stream that ran down from the mountain top! That was why they had taken so long to return to the ship. Their bodies had stunk so bad--it was unbearable--they had washed and scrubbed and rinsed off, in vain, and only in the tangy, salty wind of the open sea passage was there relief for themselves and their fellow Argonauts.

Jason sighed, before the first watch of the night was over.

He was thinking about Hylas again. Though too slender and short of arm to be very good at the long-shafted oars, he was a good-looking boy, and cheerful, and willing to be of service any way he could. His mother would mourn him on the ship's return. He would have to do something for her. She was a poor widow. She was counting on her son supporting her in her feeble old age. Now she would have nothing--no provision, no grandsons and granddaughters to make her old age happy and her infirmities bearable. He would take her in to his own household, if she were willing, he decided. If not, he would give her enough to make sure she didn't go hungry. After all, he would be king on his return. He would be able then to help many poor people such as Hylas's mother.

The city seemed to grow somewhat quieter, as the drinking went on more aggressively than the dancing and partying. Then, making up for the quiet, a roar went up in a certain spot, drawing Jason's attention.

It would only be a few minutes before he saw the reason. Crowds were moving this way and that through the narrow streets, chasing something or other--that was all he could make of their shouting. Then his instincts leaped in warning as a gang of men came running toward the docks, carrying torches. Grabbing his javelin, his sword ready in its sheath by his side, he stood ready to receive them, in case they had his ship in mind.

They did--and though there was some space--about a man's height-- between the ship and the docks, there wasn't enough to keep them from doing the Argo harm.

A torch flew and landed on board. Jason threw it back. Two more flew and landed here and there on the ship. He had to race to throw them back before the ship caught fire.

If only he could have a helper aboard, he could jump out and deal with the attackers himself. Fortunately, the torches he returned were having some effect. One had fallen into a deep crack between the planks, and they couldn't get it out fast enough--the docks were on fire! Men ran to get pots to pour water on on the flames. But when they were found what they needed, filled them, and were running back, Jason saw his chance and jumped out on the docks. When they saw they had an armed man, the size of a Titan in fact, prepared to fight them, they dropped everything and fled.

Jason made no attempt to put out the flames, now that his ship had been attacked by the Sinopolitans. They would have to pay the price for the outrage.

But where were his Argonauts? He was anxious, wondering how he could find out. He heard a lot of footfalls, and then saw them racing in groups toward the docks, pursued by townspeople. The fires on the docks now were spewing sparks and black, billowing smoke, which made the crowds chasing the Argonauts falter, and they started running back, perhaps thinking of saving their own homes from the fire, should it spread up into the city.

As soon as Meleagros got his breath, he told Jason. "Apollo won the shooting match with the best archers of the city. Shamed, for they lost all their fine clothes and ear and finger rings and arm bands to him, a mere boy in their eyes, they were furious, and a whole crowd came after us--to beat us up and take back the winnings. But we fought for him, and then, because they were too many for us, we ran and I saw they caught poor Herakles in a blind end of a street where he turned in by mistake, and, alas, he is dead--the women pushed big water pots setting on roofs down on his head, and the men jumped on him when he was lying down and cut him to pieces with their axes. His brother found him dead, then ran and we have not seen him since. But we could not look for him--we had to save our lives and return to the ship.

As Meleagros was relating this, the Argonauts were frantically hoisting sail, and laying hard on the oars at the same time.

Apollo would have to take his chances on land. Leaving his shipmates, he had broken the cardinal rule (Stay together!) and was on his own. There were high mountains close at the back of the city where he could run and hide. Perhaps he could find a ship later that would take him back to his home island. He had not held close to his fellow Argonauts, his only safeguard in a strange and hostile city--so the separation was not their fault.

Wondering what he had done wrong so that he had lost three good mariners--Hylas and the Twins--Jason just then noticed that he had made a mistake on one man--he hadn't recognized him, or missed seeing him. But the man was a Sinopolitan--by his straight, long hair, fine-patterned loin cloth and bronzen arm bands.

Jason seized him by the arm, though he was busy at the oar. "Who are you?" Jason demanded. "What are you doing on my ship?"

Mopsos shouted from the back--"He's fleeing this foul city of destruction, Captain! I talked to him, and he has a noble heart for this quest--he wants to join us--please listen to him."

Surprised, but impressed by Mopsos's recommendation, Jason let the man go back to his work. "I'll see to you later."

In the meantime, they had to get out to sea--and pray for a favorable wind, in the right direction too! His father had told him the art of seafaring--from his long experience of it--and it had never failed his son yet. He had said: "Cool morning breeze blows from the land and the mountains. Evening breeze toward the sun-warmed land and the mountains. Use them for your purposes."

Then there were main prevailing winds, from the North, South, East, and West, changing from one direction to the next, or blowing in strength at certain seasons--those were good to know, and his father had named each one in the Minyan tongue, which was the one that knew them first before the Achaeans left the grazing lands in the north and slid their boats into the wine-dark seas.

As for Colchis and the mouth of the Phasis River that led up to Aea the fortress-crowned capital, "Keep the sun in your face as much as possible, but when it passes overhead, keep it at your back as much as possible, until it returns and arises in the morning in the eastern sky. That way you will reach Colchis, Phasis, and Aea without fail."

It was also helpful just to follow the coastline closely, and though the privateers were thick, sallying forth from hidden coves, they were not apt to attack an Argo equipped with fifty champions, and some of them holding javelins and swords. Merchants were far easier to deal with--and plentiful--so the Argonauts were not bothered.

His father knew much about storms, how to tell they were coming from the color of the sky in the morning and in the evening. And he knew where it was safe to seek anchorage and not safe, and also where the schools of big fish ran at the various seasons, and many other things a mariner needs to know. The sailing of a ship was also part of his knowledge--and he knew every part of a ship, and how it worked. His father knew both sails and nets--and ropes and knots-- and tides, and waves, and shipboard sicknesses and problems with crews. It was a great deal to know--but his father shared it all with his son--and his son made careful note of it all--and it was all coming back to him now as he needed it.

Thanks to his father, none of the coast and its cities, ports, inhabitants, and locations, was a surprise to him. He had nothing drawn on a parchment or a plain piece of wood, but it was engraved on his soul--in fine detail. He had always dreamed of seeing such scenes as his father depicted for him many a time, but now he was actually seeing them for himself.

Unfortunately, his father's knowledge fell short when it came to dealing with such a dive as Sinopoli. It was worse than he had expected--much worse. An Argonaut, the strong-bodied Herakles, tireless at the oars, patient, kind-hearted, never one to argue or fight on board--was dead--cut to pieces like a mad dog in the streets! He deserved a much better death than that! A glorious death for a true man should have been his! And his brother, the most excellent bowsman known in Iolkos and the surrounding islands--lost! Run away to join the wild mountain goats in their crags! Unless he escaped, what a poor life of an exile that would be!

That reminded Jason. He had a stowaway onboard!

The sail, he saw, was full with a good wind, and he let the men laboring at the oars take their well-earned rest. Exhausted by the night's activities and narrow escapes from death, they dropped them gladly. The ship went just as fast, with only the wind needed to carry them along.

Quickly, Sinopoli sank down in the distance, then vanished over the horizon, leaving only a tall column of smoke marking its place.

They were free and clear of it! Let it burn to the ground! Jason thought, then repented. He regretted the suffering of the city's many poor and now homeless people--but the Sinopolitans had brought it on themselves, had they not?

Relieved, Jason turned to the stowaway, who came and bowed and knelt down.

"You have been spoken for by our seer. But what is your name? And explain to me what made you come away with us?"

The young man trembled, but raised his eyes to Jason's. "Sire, I don't want my name any longer--it reminds me of what I have left, which is a dog's dung to me! Please put me to any work you like, as long as you take me with you. It has been my heart's dream--and your seer--he is like a brother to me--better than any brother I have! They are changeable and untrustworthy--treacherous like all the people. They hated me since my birth--I have always felt it. I was different somehow, and they knew it. I wanted to know more, for what purpose I was created. They cared nothing about such a thing, and ridiculed me when I spoke of it once. All they live for is to drink and fight and use women. They care nothing about any god, but they give gifts at the temples to get advantages, which are evil. I know they are all evil men, for I know their foul deeds. The priests, though, like their gifts and say nothing except good to them each time they come seeking the god's favor. The wine god of Lydia, the pig goddess of the Ilians, the goat god of the people inhabiting stone cities in the eastern mountains--it is all the same to them! They use the gods' names for their oaths and curses--that is how they revere them! I wanted to be free of this city, all my life. And then you came in your ship. I saw it, and then I knew--a god most good had sent you, and by you I would receive sure escape from death. You would rescue me from this hateful city of my birth, which is full of continual violence and destruction!

That was quite a speech for any man. Jason just nodded. He said nothing. What was there to say? He respected the man's clear heart and his honest words. He let the man go back to his place, and join the Argonauts' welcoming company. It helped some that there was a new man--making up somewhat for the three comrades who were lost. Still there was grief on board, as the excitement of the escape diminished, and the day's long hours gave them all time to reflect and attend to whatever wounds they had received in the brawls at Sinopoli. Admetus, setting up a ship infirmary, was able to use his skills in treating knife and spear slashed limbs and preventing them from poisoning and killing the men.

As for the new man's name, Jason decided he would let Mopsos think of it--and then it would be good, he knew, coming from a wise seer.

Later, when the ship lay at anchor for the night in a cove at the mouth of a small river, it seemed he could speak to Mopsos in private, with the other Argonauts sleeping. Jason took Mopsos aside. "By the way, the Sinopolitan is needing a new name. Can you give him one that can help him put away the shame of his birth-city? And another thing. You are a seer. Why didn't you warn me about how bad Sinopoli was going to be? I would have never let the men disembark."

Mopsos, as Jason expected, took some time to reply. "I knew it could go badly there for us, but you could not have prevented it happening some other place. The men would have to go through this somewhere else, if not there."

Jason stared at him for a moment, then nodded. "Yes," he sighed, "it was needed. Though we lost Apollo and his brother, the men fought for each other, facing death, and became real comrades for the first time in the voyage. We are now a band of fine bronze that nothing can easily break, and we shall grow stronger yet. This is what I hoped would happen. We are being prepared for Colchis."

The ship sailed on and made harbor at dawn at Cape Acherusia, near the Plutonian cave that some say led to Hades. It was not a place mariners with valuable cargoes liked to land, fearing the fierce currents might sweep them against the Cape's rocks, but the Argonauts were weary, Jason observed.

After they slept, lying down wherever they liked, on board or in a camp near the anchored ship, Ancaeus went to work on his shaggy shipmates--for a small fee or favor, of course.

The Cave of Hades, which was nearby, attracted the adventurous and curious Argonauts, and Idmon (forgetting his bandaged arm) and Typhus the helmsman and a few others trailing behind went in to see how far it went, and if it actually led down to Hades, the Underworld of the Dead. Not that they intended to visit Hades--they just wanted to catch a single glimpse, that's all, to see if the account was true or not.

A terrible thing greeted them. Big as a wild ox but formed like no bovine they had ever seen, the boar of Hades rushed at them, and the Argonauts ran for their lives, since they had left their weapons behind, thinking there was no one to threaten them on this lonely cape.

Standing on the shore near the ship, Jason saw men running back up the beach from the cave entrance, and he knew at once that something was wrong--very wrong.

He ran toward them, and hearing that men were still trapped by a monstrous creature inside the cavern, he grabbed his javelin and sword and left the men and rushed toward the cave.

He found the horned beast--whatever it was--had vanished back into the depths, leaving the mauled and gored bodies of Idmon and Typhus.

The mourning Argonauts buried the two men and built two stone shrines to the dead champions which are standing there to this day.

Gladly, they quitted the evil place, with Ancaeus taking Typhus's place at the helm.

Even losses such as these can not be grieved indefinitely, and tears dried and hearts lightened as new islands and capes and shores greeted their gaze as they sailed from Sinopoli and Cape Acherusia into the great unknown regions beyond.

Strange, wonderful, and not so wonderful people and places came into view.

Word of their coming had a way of being passed ship to ship, so that people knew all about them and their venture before they could tell them themselves! One place they would not forget was the country of the Bebryses, whose King Amycus hailed them from the royal dock in the harbor, inviting them to land and be his guests. Not sure of so friendly a reception by a strange king, Jason kept his weapons close at hand, and set a guard at the ship, while he and a selected group of Argonauts went ashore to accept the hospitality of the king.

They soon found that the king and his people preferred boxing above all other entertainments--the bloodier the bout the better. In fact, the winner was expected to slay his beaten competitor--no one lived after the bout except the one who was awarded the laurel wreath by the king for his victory.

Polydeuces was Jason's choice--being renowned for his boxing prowess back in Achaea. He soon made a pudding of his competitor's nose and face--and the king declared Polydeuces the victor, placing the gilded wreath on his head as the crowd seated behind them roared with approval.

With horror, Jason could not prevent what happened next. The king thrust a sword, when Polydeuces refused the honor, into the beaten man--who was the king's son!

Jason and the Argonauts wanted nothing more to do with this savage people, who built beautiful temples and shrines and sports stadiums but slew their own sons for the sake of a mere game!

As soon as the king's attention was distracted, Jason and his men slipped off from the festivities (for this was a boxing festival), and before the king could send anyone to intercept them, they were off with unfurling sail and busy, wave-plowing oars.

Now that they had lost Hylas, Apollo, Herakles, Idmon and Typhus, Lukeios, for one, was having second thoughts about how this voyage was going.

After a sidelong glance at Jason to see if the coast was clear, he sidled over to Mopsos, who was taking his break in the bow.

"Do you believe that old song of Orpheus's?" he asked the seer in a low voice, to keep it private as possible.

Mopsos opened his eyes, as little surprised at the sudden question, but not about to say anything just yet.

Biting his lip, Lukeios was not one to give up easily. "You know the tale he sings--about the ram that flies with wings like a bird, and is golden, and took Phrixus and his sister all the way from Orchomenus to Colchis? Is it true or just an old wive's tale? Tell me, I need to know if I am a fool to go on this voyage or not. I know Jason believes it, but you--do YOU believe it?"

It was a longer wait than usual before Lukeios got a response. Mopsos spoke very slowly too--word by word gradually leaving his lips, to the great aggravation of his agitated, finger-drumming hearer.

"How can I know it is true--this golden Ram flying down from heaven to rescue a forsaken young man who was to be killed?" "Yes, tell me at once! I will die if you don't!"

"How can a man know what he has not seen? Yet I know it, because I believe it first. In believing, I can know it for certain that it is true--even before my poor, mortal eyes see it. Do you understand that? It is the way, and any child or a man with the heart of a child can see it--not just to know this tale is true, but the way provided by high heaven to win the Golden Fleece itself."

Lukeios stared at Mopsos as if he saw a snake. He shook his head and backed away, nearly toppling over an oar. But he had one parting shot to fire first, now that the words had come to his ready tongue.

"Ha!" he laughed at Mopsos. "You are a bigger fool than I first thought! Imagine, knowing something is true just because you happen to believe it! Are you a child, who takes everything in without question? People believe all sorts of nonsense, but that doesn't make it true. I asked you a simple question. Instead of a simple answer, all you can give me is mad dreams and whirling dust! Some wisdom you've got to hand out! Pfaugh! You can keep it to yourself from now on! I want no more of it!"

Off Lukeios flung himself from Mopsos's company--and Mopsos shrugged, and went back to his own thoughts, while Lukeios wracked his brain trying to think of ways to jump ship amidst a savage landscape of unknown cities and barbarous inhabitants and yet get back home with his precious, Minyan skin intact.

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The Black Crystal and the White Stone


Bridges of Destiny


The Algol Invasion & Client Species


Universe Terminator: The Sardius, Carnelian, Red Star, the First Alien Entity, OP, Wormwood, Wormstar, Retrostar


Map of Holland America


Extraterrestrials and Terrestrials


The Topaz


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Argo, Ships of the Line


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