Sanctuary Amongst the Stars

Kit Richardson

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What if...the stars you gaze upon at night have the power to deliver you out of your darkest hour? What if...every promise of salvation requires a sacrifice? What if...the stranger you pass on the street is more of a stranger than you realise? What if...the unknown just refuses to introduce itself because you simply cannot comprehend its simplicity? And what if...this is 'not' a tale of fiction? That it was only categorised as such so that it may reach your hands without prejudice? Want to find out? Take a chance! You just may find yourself...after losing yourself within this...'Sanctuary Amongst the Stars'.

Sujets

• Fantasy (canción de Mariah Carey)
• Fantasy

Informations

• Publié par: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Date de parution: 30 novembre 2020
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781528964166
• Langue: English

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Sanctuary Amongst the Stars
The Rise of the Fallen Son
Kit Richardson
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-11-30
Sanctuary Amongst the Stars About the Author Dedication Copyright Information © Acknowledgment Preface Chapter 1 The Forgotten Genesis Chapter 2 Humble Introductions Chapter 3 Paradise…Lost Chapter 4 Destined Union Chapter 5 Requiem for a Realm Chapter 6 Share Some Light Chapter 7 Awakening Chapter 8 Awakening Chapter 9 Awakening Chapter 10 Awakening Chapter 11 Something ‘Quikid’ This Way Comes Chapter 12 The Doppelgang Effect Chapter 13 ‘Go for Broke’ Chapter 14 ‘Blue Fires’ Chapter 15 ‘Ashes’
About the Author
A hopeless romantic and a true humanitarian with a song in his heart and a poetic dance within his writing. He is of a humble upbringing filled with struggles and understanding of why we are the way we are. Why we must learn to draw upon one another in this journey called ‘life’. And almost like the main character, the unsung hero of this amazing story, Kit Richardson, will inspire his readers to do that which makes us human. And that is…‘to feel’!
That which will captivate and cause one to let go of the insecurities suffocating the morale and ideals of this society is only but a beginning to discovery of one’s true self. So get comfortable and delve in as you lose yourself in this incredible journey, this, Sanctuary Amongst the Stars.
The author has uploaded soundtrack videos on YouTube to listen to while reading for a better experience. Check it out here: https://youtu.be/7YLCq2tWNTg
Dedication
There may be a few different interpretations of what it means to dedicate a work. I say this because one day my eldest niece came to me asking what it had meant. Made me really think about it. This is what it is to me.
A dedication is more than an acknowledgement – more than a thank you. It is recognising the muse, the inspiration for said work and sharing the completion and success with that entity. And in this case, there are quite a few. First is the idea, the vision, of this amazing story given to me from on high. It had been clear from the start that this story was a supernatural spark of life in search of its willing vessel to carry it through. Second were the characters as I began to notice them come alive as though I knew them intimately. One in particular, the master of mischief, Lily who began to remind me of my eldest niece who set me down this dedication path to begin with. I love and cherish you always, my one and only, Belly!
And finally, there is the incredible celestial music that, on many occasions, enchanted me away into scenes and moments I wasn’t even aware of until this soundtrack teleported me there.
Copyright Information ©
Kit Richardson (2020)
The right of Kit Richardson to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.
Any person who commits any unauthorized act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.
ISBN 9781528923453 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781528964166 (ePub e-book)
www.austinmacauley.com
First Published (2020)
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Acknowledgment
Like any true meaningful endeavour, one will most definitely encounter great obstacles that try to prevent the completion of the journey. One main obstacle in particular is that of self-criticism and discouragement. It takes those few within our lives who share in the vision of the potential of said journey, encouraging us to battle on to reach our destiny. Having said that, I would like to acknowledge and thank the one blessing of encouragement when even those closest were ‘too busy’ to show any support whatsoever. So to you, Lakeysha ‘BabyBop’ Sockwell, I will never forget your kind encouraging words and beautiful spirit. Thank you with all my heart!
Preface
Fairy Tale: a children’s story about magical and imaginary beings and lands.
It is said of fairy tales to enrich the flavor of the lives of the pure and innocent with fanciful stories of uncommon strength, courageous feats against evil and the overcoming heartbreak and sadness with the boldest and truest of love.
However, what is never mentioned is the source material, the undocumented facts, in which spawns these stories of singing dwarfs, dress making mice and all the silliness that brings joy and laughter to the little ones as well as the tender hearted. Somehow these facts are lost in the translation of magic and splendor proving its existence.
—But only in fairy tales.
Fairy: a small imaginary being of human form that has magical powers.
The most commonly known and famous of all the stories told of fairies is the one associated with the merry flying adolescent, Peter Pan. Of course, I am referring to the cutesy little blond headed trouble maker, Tinker Bell.
Then, as has become the norm, the real truth behind the existence of something already miraculous and magical was hidden under a veil of an unrealistic and unnecessary insult of the intelligence of our children. This so-called birth of the fairy, with it being from the very first laugh of a child, is completely false. Why have us to believe in something that makes perfect sense when we are children only to dismiss it later on once we have ‘matured’?
With that being said…What if I told you that not only do fairies exist, but they are the very engineers of this world and all life as we know it. And they are not the silly fanciful gimmicks we have come to know and adore over the ages and above all…they are not referred to as fairies!
They are the true Guardians, divine celestial entities with a spirit that brings peace and comfort to all those who are consumed with grief and doubt. And it was NOT laughter that brought them forth, but pain.
“For it is the sick who need a physician…” Matthew 9:12.
Chapter 1

The Forgotten Genesis
The morning was unusually brighter than any other, but still just as crisp and fresh with dew on the ground and aspirations in the air. The camp was already up singing its daily tune of crackling fires for meal preparation, sloshing of wet laundry of cleanliness, scratching and scraping of buffalo skins, and the light-hearted song of the women of the tribe as they hum along tirelessly through their chores.
A magnificent squaw of strength, the wife of a ‘Cognito Warrior’ and a mother of one girl, four, and with one on the way, is making her way back from the spring, the main water source of the people. With fresh water by her side and a basket of laundry upon her brow, she tromps her way into the grounds, home of a dozen of the traditional triangular huts wrapped in thick durable animal hide and steepled with good sturdy pine. Tepees.
As the morning passes, the hunters and trackers, The Men, come chanting into the campsite with their daily spoils draped over their strong bare shoulders. There will be a delicious feast tonight complete with rabbit, bison and the lushest fruit found in the brush, including the juiciest and plumpest red berries, full of the sweetest sugary nectar perfect for the concoction of the greatest tasting wine in all the land.
Joyful laughter of fellowship and drunkenness fill the air as the happy and content fill their stomachs with the delectable cuisine. The life of the red man. It can be demanding and yet simple, but the fruits of their toils are many including the most significant rewards – family and kinship.
Then comes the telling of tales. But not ‘Tall Tales’. They are the stories of the great battles and victories of old and the men and women of legendary sacrifice and honour. And they are told by none other than the perennial wise chief. They are a humble people and yet filled also with a sense of pride and honour upon their heritage and legacy.
As they lose themselves in the history of their ancestors, off deep in the woods with her husband, the squaw woman is losing herself in the fight for life in the midst of bringing forth new life.
She is a woman also of tremendous duty and sizable honour. A gorgeous woman with features of a sensuous and natural beauty covered in smooth hazelnut skin. And unlike the standard of the women, she was tall with long legs and shiny black hair extending down to her waist. But the main feature, which was a true anomaly in the people’s genetics, were her dark blue eyes.
But now she is being robbed of her very breath, her very own good health in which she offers up freely as a sacrifice to bring her unborn child into the world.
Groaning and gritting…she pushes.
Squeezing and cringing…she pushes.
Losing courage and strength…she still pushes.
Overtaken in a loud howl of excruciating pain…she’s gone.
Her head falls slowly back to rest as her last breath fades away. A single tear creeps out from beneath her eyelid and plummets to the ground, hidden within the darkened veil of night.
…But echoes throughout the land.
Silence…
~ Her day – her very existence was full of joy, purpose and yet, not without its own share of struggles and strife. And like this day, which began like any other will soon be discovered of the life and destiny it hastened forth. And so begins the story of stories never told, but all the more significant. A story that would not have been known if wasn’t for this day. A day in which will set in motion a series of events that will herald either the land’s anticipated salvation…or…it’s total and complete Devastation.
The brief silence is then suddenly ripped into shreds by a high pitch wail of new infant life…
It’s a Boy!!
He comes out