Navigator, Chapter 24 (Finale Part 1), A Sunday Story

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Chapter 24 – The Finale, Part 1 of 2

Baphomet still in the form of Legion and his body separated into three parts, floated eerily in the sky above Stonehenge.

Desperate and using his last power Baphomet or Legion if you will, tried to command his gilded gauntlet hand…

But… Before he could speak, Archangel Michael, using his massive five-meter-long hammer, whacked both Baphomet/Legion arms clean off his dangling torso.

Now, the gilded gauntlet levitated and oddly seemed to take on a “life” of its own… but no one noticed… except Baphomet.

Isabella looked at Archangel Michael; his form now glowing in its entirety, the power of the Universe attending spiritually to his every need.

“Archangel Michael, shall I vanquish the gilded gauntlet or call for the prison cell for him?”

Asked Isabella as she pointed her flaming sword in the direction of Baphomet/Legion‘s floating body parts.

“You will help with the gilded gauntlet. I will fetch a prison cell. Please, keep a close watch on Baphomet. He is stalling for time so that the gauntlet can show its true form and do what it was created to do.”

“What do you mean show its true form?” Isabella asked.

…meanwhile Baphomet/Legion was now in the background, his severed head floating creepily in the sky mumbling ancient occult prayers unintelligibly.

“Remember. I sent you a messenger to whisper the secret to you when you were a child one night as you prayed for God to show you how the Earth was formed, remember?”

“Oh my God, I thought that was just a bedtime story, Uriel, my guardian angel at the time, told me to help me fall asleep.

Isabella stammers from the shock that grips the soul when it resonates with truth-speaking.

She asked, “You mean, you mean that that gilded gauntlet is the gauntlet?”

“Yes, stolen by Baphomet/Legion here and crafted by his ancient magic to give himself more power to appear as “God”…to unsuspecting lifeforms across galaxies. We can not let that gilded gauntlet form into…”

Isabella interrupted Archangel Michael and completed his sentence from what she now remembered from that which was told to her as a child.

“…into the instrument of God. The one He chose to use to cause the cataclysm that wiped out the dinosaurs in the last Earth age; and then spoke “light” into the same instrument forming the new Earth garden we now live on.”

“Yes, your earth science refers to it as “the big bang”…Behold the instrument of “the big bang!” Said Archangel Michael pointing to the gilded gauntlet with a swoosh of his right wing extended briefly.

“Holy sh×@$t! Oh, sorry about that. Excuse my language, Archangel Michael.”

“No worries, nothing I haven’t heard working with Urthe, you met her earlier at the fruit and lemonade stand.”

“Oh, that was the Urthe, The Watcher. She looked smaller than her portrayal in Druid legend /lore!”

“Ha, that was just one of her shape-shifted forms. Humans welcome children as angelic “helpers” but not so much …a twelve-foot-tall (3.6 meters) female lava-breathing giant, who had been kidnapped at birth by Lucifer, and her DNA manipulated, in his vain attempt to create his own “spawn.”

“Oh, wow! What a lineage.”

“But, God intervened in the sordid affair just before the child, Urthe’s transformation…” Archangel Michael continued:

“And He put His mark upon her to protect her from her now “father” Lucifer. She was raised by ancient Druids with much angelic assistance, myself included.”

“And, oh, look..!”

Said Archangel Michael watching Urthe approaching from below.

“…my protégé comes.”

He then smiled as he flew downward diving as only he can, deep into the Earth beneath Stonehenge to retrieve a prison cell from the depths beneath the stone monuments.

Meanwhile, Urthe floated vertically at her top speed, just below Marc 1, and joined Isabella skyward near Baphomet/Legion, in a flash.

Urthe slowed her speed and floated beside Isabella, still as the hilt of her flaming sword. Then Metty joined them in the midday sky.

As the three hovered over the pieces of Baphomet/Legion, Isabella’s empathic senses gave her great cause for concern. Her “gut” told her that something terrible was about to happen. She could feel it, sense it in her bones. She decided to share what she knew and felt. But before she could speak…

The gilded gauntlet began wobbling like a spinning top released from tightly wound twine.

It began to speed up…

Baphomet (his severed head as part of Legion), still mumbled silently. His lips moved feverishly as he watched his dismembered limbs floating eerily close by.

Baphomet glanced quickly at the gilded gauntlet, hoping that Isabella, Urthe, and Metty, her guardian angel—did not notice his (Baphomet) quick glance at the object.

The three now hovering high above Stonehenge did not hear Baphomet whisper the command to the gilded gauntlet.

Isabella, Metty, and Urthe did not hear the severed head of Baphomet whisper that word. The one word that brought the gilded gauntlet “to life” in its true form.

And so, they did not hear… when Baphomet uttered that word softly:

“…Bereshit (meaning – Genesis)!”

Then…

The force of a shockwave the size of a ten-megaton bomb rocked the sky above Stonehenge…

Light emitted from the gilded gauntlet propelled energy waves outward in rainbow-colored concentric circles.

The brightly colored circles created a sound like none heard before…the sound of a small part of the dimension between space and time…starting to fold in on itself.

… It was like the sound of a great thunder coming from 26 Formula I engines revving at once. Somehow the decibels were being sucked into the vortex that the sound itself was creating…

Then…

…There came a deep moan…

It seemed to be rising up from the Earth!

And, it was a sound unlike anything anyone alive had heard before…

It was like the sound of AUM (OM) chanted by eight billion voices spoken as one spirit-voice, an SOS, to an infinite Universe of a million worlds from a million lifetimes.

An eerie terrifying silence gripped the hearts of the three stunned onlookers in the sky (Isabella, Metty, and Urthe).

And then without warning…

The shock wave knocked unconscious everyone (Isabella, Metty, and Urthe) in close proximity to the now gleaming spinning gilded gauntlet in the sky above Stonehenge.

Then…

It went dark…everywhere!

***To be CONCLUDED in the Finale Part 2 Next Week***

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Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapters 15 & 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23

Published by Suzette Benjamin

Positive thinker, inspirational, writer, faith

97 thoughts on “Navigator, Chapter 24 (Finale Part 1), A Sunday Story”

  6. 🦿But… Before he could speak, Archangel Michael, using his massive five-meter-long hammer, whacked both Baphomet/Legion arms clean off his dangling torso.🦿

    😂, Yes

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  7. 🦿Now, the gilded gauntlet levitated and oddly seemed to take on a “life” of its own… but no one noticed… except Baphomet.🦿

    Oh still some wicked life left, I thought he was a crushed spirit by now

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  8. 🦿Isabella looked at Archangel Michael; his form now glowing in its entirety, the power of the Universe attending spiritually to his every need.🦿

    Physical discontent can be sustained by a cheerful spirit

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  9. 🦿meanwhile Baphomet/Legion was now in the background, his severed head floating creepily in the sky mumbling ancient occult prayers unintelligibly🦿

    Creepy!!!

    A wounded spirit is worse than a physical illness

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  10. 🦿Remember. I sent you a messenger to whisper the secret to you when you were a child one night as you prayed for God to show you how the Earth was formed, remember?”🦿

    Angels do appear

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  11. 🦿Oh my God, I thought that was just a bedtime story, Uriel, my guardian angel at the time, told me to help me fall asleep.🦿

    Reads like someone reared in the catholic tradition

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  12. 🦿into the instrument of God. The one He chose to use to cause the cataclysm that wiped out the dinosaurs in the last Earth age; and then spoke “light” into the same instrument forming the new Earth garden we now live on.”🦿

    When God has a job to do, he always chooses individuals through whom he does his work. The work is God’s, but man is God’s instrument.

    Which era is this in biblical terms?

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  13. 🦿Yes, your earth science refers to it as “the big bang”…Behold the instrument of “the big bang!” Said Archangel Michael pointing to the gilded gauntlet with a swoosh of his right wing extended briefly.🦿

    An interesting finding
    The gauntlet?

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  14. 🦿Ha, that was just one of her shape-shifted forms. Humans welcome children as angelic “helpers” but not so much …a twelve-foot-tall (3.6 meters) female lava-breathing giant, who had been kidnapped at birth by Lucifer, and her DNA manipulated, in his vain attempt to create his own “spawn.”🦿

    So Lucifer still largely have a huge hold over her?

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  16. 🦿But, God intervened in the sordid affair just before the child, Urthe’s transformation…” Archangel Michael continued:

    “And He put His mark upon her to protect her from her now “father” Lucifer. She was raised by ancient Druids with much angelic assistance, myself included.”🦿

    Oh wow, my question is answered

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  17. 🦿Meanwhile, Urthe floated vertically at her top speed, just below Marc 1, and joined Isabella skyward near Baphomet/Legion, in a flash.

    Urthe slowed her speed and floated beside Isabella, still as the hilt of her flaming sword. Then Metty joined them in the midday sky.🦿

    Beautifully choreography in words of a royal majestic dance

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  18. 🦿As the three hover over the pieces of Baphomet/Legion, Isabella’s empathic senses gave her great cause for concern. Her “gut” told her that something terrible was about to happen. She could feel it, sense it in her bones. She decided to share what she knew and felt. But before she could speak…🦿

    Incredible intution or awareness
    The situations she feels coming even before Metty does

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  19. 🦿Baphomet (his severed head as part of Legion), still mumbled silently. His lips moved feverishly as he watched his dismembered limbs floating eerily close by🦿

    Utter torment of a sick spirit

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  20. 🦿Isabella, Metty, and Urthe did not hear the severed head of Baphomet whisper that word. The one word that brought the gilded gauntlet “to life” in its true form.🦿

    Oh my word, momentarily deafened by a stronghold

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  23. 🦿It was like the sound of a great thunder coming from 26 Formula I engines revving at once. Somehow the decibels were being sucked into the vortex that the sound itself was creating…🦿

    I can’t even imagine

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  24. 🦿It was like the sound of AUM (OM) chanted by eight billion voices spoken as one spirit-voice, an SOS, to an infinite Universe of a million worlds from a million lifetimes🦿

    It is said “AUM, this syllable is this whole world, all past, present, future, and whatever exists beyond time is AUM.”

    Can you imagine the echo of eight billion heard at once ?

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  25. 🦿The shock wave knocked unconscious everyone (Isabella, Metty, and Urthe) in close proximity to the now gleaming spinning gilded gauntlet in the sky above Stonehenge.

    Then…

    It went dark…everywhere!🦿

    The earth stood still, breath of life suspended ?

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  26. Amazing how you chartered these prolific chapters so far.
    Horror and political thrillers coupled with myths and legends have been embedded in our cultures since time began. I’m in awe how you have mastered this genre.

    Bravo well done.

    I can’t wait to read the final chapter

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    1. I just dabble, no where near mastery, always an apprentice in my mind, much to learn about genres. But I try.

      More to come in the final chapter…
      Thank you for taking the journey on this literary wheel of fortune in your close reading and your astutely rich commentary. I truly appreciate.

      Blessings and great joy encompass you this day

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  28. Wow, what an intense scene! The description of Baphomet/Legion’s floating body parts was quite creepy, and the moment when Archangel Michael knocked off his arms was unexpected. I’m intrigued by the gilded gauntlet and its true form, and it was fascinating to learn about Urthe and her background. The moment when Baphomet whispered the command to the gauntlet was tense and had me on the edge of my seat. I’m dying to know what will happen next! 👍👏👌😊

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      1. I can’t wait to read the finale! Your storytelling is captivating and I am looking forward to seeing how the adventures unfold. Keep up the great work! 😊

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