Henry Vu – Reluctant Angel – Conclusion

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As Rev. Jackson looked in at Pedro, he got the shock of his life, and his jaw dropped open. “He’s awake!” “And he’s moving around, is that a smile on his face?” He simply could not believe that the child was well.

Henry interrupted him, “Listen time is short, the nurse is on another floor and will return any second.” “I’m gaining my strength back and will go invisible again, but I need you to do something.” “I need you to contact the media about this, but not just for publicity.”

Rev. Jackson was all ears, listening. “Rev. Jackson, this family has been devastated in many ways, including financially.” “I need you start a fund to pay the medical bills, and advertise it!” “Make it a human interest story!” Now it was Rev. Jackson’s turn to smile from ear to ear.

Both the doctor and nurse came into the room just as Henry faded, becoming invisible. Everything was a blur after that. The doctor yelled, “Look he’s awake!” “How did this happen!” The nurse began weeping, and said, “I’ve been praying for this child!” “Thank you God!”

Henry, now invisible whispered into Rev. Jackson’s ear, “Pssst, check your coat pocket!” When he did, Rev. Jackson found a gift card from Wal-Mart for $2,000. “For the family, and their holidays…..” And then Henry was gone.

He flew by the Jenkins house where Linda Cunningham was still talking to Caroline, and they would be, long into the night. The carolers had long since gone home. A video of the future, from the Angel Command Center showed the two women becoming the best of friends.

He continued to his next assignment invisible, but he began smiling again, and said to himself, “Sometimes all people need…..is a friend.”

    

Note: I hope you have enjoyed this mini-series! I’ll be sharing smaller pieces of fiction throughout the week with some poetry!

   

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Ships

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Very precise and contoured lines, slicing through the waves

silhouettes, of angles and right angles, determined

to seek out, our sense of horizon,

and who we are.

        

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New Adventures

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I’m having a great time writing! I really enjoy this site and I’m so proud of the journey I’ve been taking. Thank you for being a wonderful part of it!

And yet the participation here has been waning, for a variety of reasons, including the summer lull. So I feel a need to stretch my wings, to get involved, and to discover new venues.

Many bloggers have gone to social media, and some have closed down their wordpress sites entirely. So this old guy is going to learn what he can (not knowing a thing) and hang out with people in a new way.

And believe it or not, I’m actually going to start up more blogs! The first new one will be a fiction only site. I love writing fiction but it takes a lot of time, so I will only post there once or twice a week.

After that there will be a music blog! Wahoo!

I will keep you posted. I’ll still be here on Ancient Skies, but maybe a little less.

Peace!

(The guitars are very loud here so please be careful)

 

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Two Hearts

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And how does it happen that when two hearts connect

it seems like we’ve known each other

for a long time?

       

And yet there is always a wildness of anticipation

launching us together into

a beautiful

journey.

     

How does that happen?

       

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Sword of Talon – Conclusion

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Under the power of the white light, each noble confessed their crimes. They were powerless not to. One said, “I murdered your father!” Another said, “I kidnapped your brother!”, and the third said, “I hired men to burn down the summer palace with your mother and two sisters inside.” They all hung their heads in shame, and suddenly the lights on each one went out, while the sword turned to blue, and just hummed.

The Queen let down the sword and held it to the ground. She quickly walked over to the noble that had kidnapped her brother, while her hand went under her cloak, fingering a dagger. Seething with anger now, through her teeth, she said quietly, “Where…..where is my bro-ther! The man whispered, “The Sultan has him Your Majesty……but I swear no harm has come to him…….. “SILENCE!” came the shout from the Queen. Still fingering the dagger, she resisted the temptation to slice him right then and there. She did though spit into the man’s face and shouted, “You dog!”

She turned quickly away and shouted to everyone, “Guards take them away!” There is no need here to describe what happened next, but the people took care of justice on this day. They executed the three men quickly…….you see the people loved the Queen, and had loved the royal family.

Once the Queen saw the three men taken away, the Bishop approached but the Queen would have none of it. She put up her hand and said, “We are not done here yet!” “Now we will see who is guilty of lesser crimes.” As the Queen lifted the sword again, the same colors appeared and the brilliant white light struck another 22 men this time, guilty of a number of offenses, but all of them were nobles. They were guilty of thievery, cruelty towards subjects of the kingdom, hiring hecklers to disrespect the royalty, and a number of other offenses. Each one confessed under the light.

When it was over the Queen was exhausted, and slumped into her modest wooden throne. “Take them away, and may they be banished from our kingdom forever”, she said.

With only 8 nobles left, it was a time of rebuilding now. The Queen’s younger brother was eventually returned from east, safely thank God. It was years before the Queen found someone to love……..you see it was difficult for her to trust anyone. She would tell you it was well worth the wait though. Sometimes their two spirits still walk along the rocky shore, hand in hand.

And the sword? She named it after the white eagle……..and that is why it is called, the Sword of Talon to this day.

       

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Sword of Talon II

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She was dreaming of his wings. In her dream, she was walking along the rock covered coast, in a thick fog which she loved. There was something about breathing in the mist that inspired her, when suddenly the sun broke through a hole in the clouds, and she could hear singing, as if heaven had opened. Before she knew it a huge white eagle was slowly beating his wings just above her, holding a sword.

The eagle’s wings were so huge they created a wind that fanned her face, and moved her hair. He began speaking to her in the eagle language, but she understood every word. This must be one of the sacred white eagles, she had grown up hearing about, she thought. They were always known for helping humans, being kind, and sharing wisdom.

The eagle was easily twice her size, but managed to place the sword made of emerald, softly into her hands. He screeched some instructions on how to use the sword, assuring her, “You will win this battle….”

She sat up in bed now wide awake, realizing where she was, but the wind from the eagle’s wings was still tangible, and visibly moving her hair, as she sat in her bed. Was she still dreaming? He said, “Make sure you hold the sword high!” She could hear singing again, and then all went quiet.

When it was time for the Naming Ceremony the Bishop was outraged that he would not be blessing the sword, and was not consulted regarding the ceremony. A large crowd gathered in the great hall of the castle, including all the nobles.

When the Queen entered everyone stood and bowed, but a strange humming noise came from the sword. As the Queen explained the real reason for the assembly, many of the nobles became nervous and broke out in a sweat.

Finally the Queen yelled, “We are here to discover the identity of the traitors!” And with that the sword turned bright green. Then it changed colors as the Queen lifted the sword as high as she could. It went to blue, then purple, then red, and then orange. The earth began to shake, women screamed, some fainted, as the sword changed again to a bright white.

The Queen was still holding it high when suddenly three distinct beams of light were sent from the sword landing precisely on three different nobles, first on their foreheads, then simultaneously moving down over their hearts. They each knew for certain it would be their last day on earth.

      

The exciting conclusion tomorrow!

       

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Sword of Talon

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It was in the 11th century, in the age dragons and princesses, when a certain kingdom received a very special gift. No one really knew how the Queen received it, but someone first noticed it when the Queen came in, from having one of her long walks by the ocean. Since then, she always carried it in either her right hand, or on her belt, even though it was cumbersome. You see the gift was a sword, but not just any sword, it was very special indeed.

The sword itself was made of emerald. It was not a collection of emeralds but was a single piece of emerald stone, some 4 feet long, and sharpened to the point of sparkling with the light of a million stars. At the top, was the most intricately carved, solid gold handle that anyone had ever seen. But the mystery was that the Queen would not say how she came to be in possession of it. Unfortunately there was a lot of treachery in the land, and the Queen was the only one left of the royal family.

Some said the sword came from the gods, remembering a more pagan time, while others said it was from the Creator, dropped from heaven. The nobility thought the treasure should be encased for all to see, but the Queen did not trust them, and knew their intentions were to steal it.

A bigger controversy was what to name the sword, and the Queen decided to have a Naming Ceremony in order to silence the grumbling nobles. It was only the Queen who knew that the sword was never meant for killing, she had daggers for that if they were needed, but the sword would help her discover the traitors. She would use the sword to discover the truth, in order to restore the kingdom, and peace.

As she laid in bed the night before the ceremony, she tried not to think of how alone she was. She would not let the sword out of her sight so she placed it next to her in bed, while praying that the next day would go well, as she finally fell asleep.

To be continued.

        

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”