MULTIVERSE: MARVELLOUS
© 2023
STARSHINE
LLC SKYDANCE
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An original story which combines unusual Gothic Culture, Science of Immanence, Romantic love, Magical Realism, Alternate Nonfiction, and Creative Nonfiction.
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Through a concept by Amy Lee Hartzler
From a new definition in the book of Wisdom and Apocryphal of Thomas
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Cover Art by Avril Lavigne and Philipp Plein Marvelous
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Lead Characters
Vanesscenzza - Carmel - Legion Ravab
Séptyma - Alta Gyahaveh - Phrimea
Lamed (I Am the Means)
Ortal Artzi - Shay Gyahav - Susie
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Contents in the Unabridged Edition, 219 pages, Volumes II and I:
Where There Is No Sun Shining
The Other Side
Make Me Whole Again
The Game is Over
Feeding the Dark: Let the Light Pour Down on Our Darkest Day
Eternal Righteousness Master Key
Marvellous Way: the Lamb Called I Am the Means
Volume II
Make Me Whole Again: Part II
Singularity Factors
Science of Youth
Susie's House in 3D
At the Susie's Lounge
Fragmented Wall
Labyrinth of Hidden Words
Sign of a Power: Above and Beyond
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Chapter 1
Where There's No Sun Shining
One of these mornings, twenty-one years after the fall of the towers, I was in the street of a polished and gothic valley where the sky was black, and the western wind scattered the clouds, which ran loose and disorderly in a most high velocity.
The external part of the clouds glittered, and gleamed on the inside, with its colours an evanescent light, alternating from an intense yellow to greenish and ruddy shades.
By the south side of a hill, the street is clothed with polished stones and its sidewalks are marble. The houses are close to one another, having their first floors and their architecture in English gothic style.
On a high part of the hill there is a wide elevated walkway covered with marble which crosses the main street, connecting the first floor and the atrium of an English gothic residence at the east side to the garden of another property on the west side.
Some nicely clothed people walked on a sidewalk and entered into a tavern by the east side.
In the surrounding areas and at the entrance of the populated valley there is a fragmented wall 20 feet height where the visibility was dense and yellowish beige like the pages of an ancient book.
The fragmented wall, divided into three separated stretches left as monument, has the inscription: I KEEP RIGHT ONES OUT -- I LET SINNERS IN.
I marveled at the velocity of the clouds, seeing in that heaven there was another type of power; the clouds were fragmented, never gathered themselves together into layers, and they always shone at their north side directed towards the valley where I was, as if someone important was expected.
The glittering light that shone Her shades of colours through the rows of clouds spoke to Me:
'You, the only life among the dead; Find My soul and lead My spirit back home; call My name to bring Me to life, and take Me from the dark'.
I can bring to life a spirit that belongs in the most beyond, and in the Codex' region where there is no sun shining through.
Where the light emanates of itself a spirit that hibernates for a long time becomes broken, divided in two sides apart and then such spirit becomes born again.
It is a double rebirth, in two different worlds, that is what occurred with a spirit named Vanesscenzza.
Her other immortal side, that is to say Her twin sister, incarnated and became flesh to stay in the World in the human form.
But the spirit is one and the same; holding the answers within, and the imprint is always there.
That is why She could not wake up completely all by Herself. She had to be awakened so that She could become whole again.
'I was broken, until I was with no strength. Till nothing has been left; till all I was left to feel is a cruel wanting. Make me whole again.'
Waking Her up was something to be done on the inside, staying with Her in the Codex' region, the place our spirit goes during hibernation.
Where time runs in simultaneous sequence; and reality is uncommon, besides the fact that bringing Her to life is waking up the spirit of a potentate of the archangels kind, the ones who bear the twelve-point star, superior powers of Paradise Third Heaven.
'There must be something more'; 'I must be waked up inside; I've been sleeping a thousand years; wake me up inside'.
'As the light that shines in the dark, I do not belong here';
'I'm not Human; the only means you can beat Me down is denying the truth'.
In the World Her other side could not go on without Her, trying to believe in something a far distant, that She would be alright and not alone among humans, as if She was human.
The feeling of hopelessness and the pain of missing Her other immortal side have proved to Her that the light She is made of is evanescence of the Immortality Herself who has been left alone, lost and forgotten in Paradise.
The spirit that takes over Her breathing, Vanesscenzza, is on the way. It is glimpsed in Her eyes, the Immortality Herself holding the past that still exists.
It is an intense scintillate yellow flame which endures eternally, and it is gradually becoming flesh in the Human form.
Once She is awakened out of the dark and free from shadows, She has the power to gather the All altogether.
Being the second one on the general command, the Paradise keys are engraved in the palms of Her hands.
We came from the light, from the place where the light emanates of itself, and its evanescence is simultaneity; it is movement when it is still motionless like a fading effect.
We came from the light, from the place where the light emanates of itself, and its evanescence is simultaneity; it is movement when it is still motionless like a fading effect.
Not belonging in the World, a twelve-point star archangel was not made to be deemed fallen for a time longer.
We can stand and spread wings still up high. We are not made to be lower than the light. Now it is time to rise in Paradise
'I know a secret, something immortal still belongs to Me; you can't kill the Me in you';
'What is birthed in you cannot die; you may beat Me down by denying the truth but you can't kill the Me-the immortality in you'.
And as the spirits are entitled for the Immortality, there's something immortal; your spirit which is birthed in you. And it still belongs to Her, the Immortality Herself.
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