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Charlie the Great White Horse and the Journey to Egypt

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by Kenneth Mullinix


  Petar Deegan Aden, obey my commands

  As it is written, as it is said, and so you shall understand

  You are "The Redeemer" you are the "The Black Fire"

  You are the holder of the two evil eyes

  The Powers of Wedjat and Horus are yours to wield

  Use their powers wisely or yield

  Only you hold the power

  Only you can unleash the beast

  Revel in the dark powers beneath your feet

  Head east into the "Desert of Fire" at the place of you birth

  Be swift

  Be there before the rising of Hathor the Moon Rider

  Begins her moon-dance

  Call for your father before the arc of dark shadows of her passing

  Are no more

  Bring the Precession of the Equinoxes back to order once more

  I send you a guide

  A firebird

  The light of the evil Pen of Jupiter Angel Satquiel went dark once more.

  The evil book closed.

  The ground began to shake violently, and the earth began to rumble as Petar looked below towards the commotion felt below his feet.

  "Run Cool Joe! Get the heck out of there!" shouted out Black Jack Tilly as he too ran, for cover. Cool Joe with two quick leaps was upon the prison wall looking backwards, as the earth begun to split open wider and wider in front of Petar's feet.

  Two earth shattering black lightning bolts shot across the cloudless sky high above the prison yard; all crouched down in fear, except Petar who stood steadfast and defiant, with his crazy eyeballs spinning wildly about in their sockets.

  "Behold...The Firebird... Rukh...!" screamed out Petar as golden flames shot about his feet, then high into the air.

  An earsplitting screech came from the depth of the ever-widening chasm then another and another!

  Two vast talons appeared from the depth of despair, clutching onto the rock face at its edge. A massive flaming bird head appeared into the new day's sunshine, above the edge of the abyss. As it flapped its wings inside of its newborn resurrection, Petar eyes lit anew with evil.

  The Firebird was well over seventy feet tall, and sixty feet wide with wings fully extended. Fire shot out at its feet as it landed with a deafening thud back onto the earth, which bore it, his black, and red feathers feverishly whipped the wind back and forth, sending thick dust clouds rising high above the prison yard. Two more dry lightning strikes were heard shooting across the angry skies above; the earth below moaned once more in defiance.

  The great bird opened it broad beak, raising its head upwards, shooting a stream of golden flames, outwards from its bottomless black soul.

  The site of this monster from the dark was almost unfathomable to the common person. The children screamed out from the jail cells around the prison, as man and child both feared deeply.

  Cool Joe Biggs smiled insidiously as he reached down into his shirt, exposing a loosely wrapped, knotted rope. He tossed it towards Petar, shouting out as it landed in Petar's outstretched bony hand.

  "I think were beyond horse-napping, so I won't be a needing this no more."

  "I see you are onboard Cool Joe, and are understanding things right now. See you on the dark side soon enough" said Petar as he, crafted a lasso with the rope. Skillfully he slung the rope around the firebirds neck, sending it squeaking out in boldness once more.

  Petar flung himself up upon Rukh's broad, feathered back. After digging his jackboots into its sides, Petar settled in for the long trip eastward. Black Jack threw a cloth sac full of food over towards Petar he slapped the bag to the ground as it flew by him he then ripped open his full-length black duster exposing his gaunt, boney frame.

  "I won't be hungry where I'm going Black Jack, thanks anyway; I'm already brimming full, of evil power" screamed out Petar as he pulled back on the lasso, tightening it around Rukh's neck.

  The Firebird flapped its two mammoth wings in anger, which lifted both rider and bird to about twenty feet off the ground. Petar pulled violently on the rope, once again and to the left, which sent Rukh into a more excited state, the higher he arose. A few more mighty downward strokes of the bird's massive wings and Petar was away, heading due east towards ancient Egypt, and his destiny with his father; Mehan the Serpent King, in the Valley of the Kings.

 

 

 

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