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Uziel written into story…. Character created here
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The Mausoleum Part 8
The sky continues to grow darker with an infinite void of nothingness except for an occasional bolt of lightning.
It is getting colder and darker as Uziel piles firewood, then stops and takes time to place small limestone blocks next to a man he’s holding hostage. Uziel’s height forces him to crouch down in order to see his newest victim being held behind wrought iron bars, he then continues picking up more limestone to keep the frightened man contained.
The Orb photo taken with Canon Rebel
Uziel picks up his prisoner’s orb and draws it closer to his face taking time to exam it, he then leans in to look closely at the prisoner, “You left your orb unattended and people just like you are going in-between dimensions as we speak. I have decided to use your energy or if you like you could just work for me. What is your decision?” And taps his long finger on his mouth smiling waiting for an answer from him.
The anguished man shakes his head from side to side in disbelief and screams as Uziel moves his blue orb closer the man’s orb, energy is increasing between the two orbs causing intense pain for the man as volts fill the air.
The man screams, “Why are you doing this?”
Uziel smiles, “I thought you knew I am Uziel the guardian of the orbs.”
The man screams again, Uziel takes a deep breath and smiles, “These orbs have a power that no one but me can harness.”
The man pleads, “Why not just use your own orb and let others alone to control theirs?” “You could talk to the council about increasing the power of your own orb.”
Uziel, “They will not talk to me or even listen to me, it is too late for that. Someone needs to be in charge and I have elected”, he pauses, “me.”
While his spirit is transferring into Uziel’s orb the man cries and screams at the same time, “Help me, please don’t do this.”
Uziel touches the two orbs together creating an emanating luminescing glow that is shimmering so bright Uziel has to cover his eyes and says, “Oh my, what a strong one he was.”
Then in the blink of an eye, all his cells reduce into a heap of dust.
Uziel smiles, rubs the orb with his hands while carefully opening a square metal box. He places the orb inside with all electrical activity stopping and again smiles saying, “This is for safe keeping until you work for me.”
Uziel walks away from the scene while wrapping up tight in his cape looking toward the sky.
A cold storm is approaching; those in power of the magnetic forces wage the storm with the clashing of wills among the interdimensional beings.
There’s a sudden clap of thunder and flash of light, revealing an old white-robed being, an Elder of the High Board, holding upright a long crooked staff. The being looks into Uziel’s eyes and says, “The High Board allows you use of the orb only you are not to return to this plane of existence.”
The Elder continues, “Using the orb for purposes other than interdimensional travel will not be tolerated on this plane. It is only for the use of interdimensional travel.”
Uziel grimacing his face and standing tall says, “I am the one that holds the power to control the orb and it is I that decides its use.”
The Elder thrusts his staff forward towards Uziel, and firmly announces, “To steal life force is not acceptable and will not be tolerated. What you are doing cannot be excused.”
The Elder now slams the bottom of his staff to the ground in loud proclamation, “The high priests and priestesses have convened and made a decision upheld by the High Board. This is the only way. You leave now. We want no war with you.”
The elder fades into the infinite darkness that surrounds Uziel.
“NO! NO! NO! You can’t discard ME like that. I, Uziel, for thousands of years am one of the chosen. Show yourself.” Strong gusts of wind circle Uziel.
The howling cold wind grows louder with his accelerating anger.
He turns trampling small animals trying to get out of his way. Showing no feeling of compassion he takes pleasure in the sound of their tiny bones popping. When the lightning flashes we see a trail of blood and fur.
Uziel, the demented spirit guardian looks upon the dead animals and laughs. For him it is a final party during his departure from the plane of Elders, succeeding a safe Earth transport.
He is now detecting an existing orb its magnetic pull entices him. Standing with his arms outreached he uses the help of the orb to mind map allowing him to enter yet another dimension.
There are electrical magnetic forces moving at a constant speed as his mind maps the new energy allowing him to sense his new destination.
The reference points are beginning to balance and he feels the transition beginning.
He knows he must allow his nervous system to balance or paralysis can occur if he doesn’t fully enter the alternate dimension.
Inside the mausoleum, another orb is transmitting an electrical current into the air creating a faint blue stream of light above the mausoleum, as the stream is ready for an interdimensional being transfer.
Here is “The Mausoleum part 7”
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Original photographs using Canon T6
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