Read Online The Book of Ominiue: Starborn by D.M. Barnham - Free Book Online
Authors: D.M. Barnham
Ads: Link
There was no appropriate translation, so often they did not translate.
‘Of the Kéaran three are known. First came Kea’mahendra the Lion of Darkness, who is shrouded in night so none can see orden , but is the creator of all. Second is Zea’hinader, the Lion of Flame, the speaker of our dreams and the guider when there is none to guide, oren exists in living flame that ebbs and flows with the wind. The Firelion can run as fast as a dragon and commands all the creatures of the world,’ Kíe paused a second, bringing his arm around in an arc, ‘and lastly is Ká’ranarder, the White Lion of Light, the one who governs our lands in times of hardship, it was oren who sent Ominiue to protect us and guide us. The Light gave us love and hope and freedom.
‘The Kéaran, the Lions of creation, grew tired of their kingdom. Their servants were many and their lands were eternal, but they only had themselves to enjoy it. So they decided to create the universe and fill it with mortal creatures who would grow and die, and those that were worthy would ascend to the eternal lands and share in it with them, and those who were not would return to the nothingness in which they were formed.
‘Kea’mahendra was the grand architect. Oren saw the emptiness and gave it form. Oren made the stars and the planets and the Sun and the Moon; raised the mountains and sunk the seas.
‘Next Ká’ranarder created life. The very first creation was to be the caretaker of the world and they called him Ossh’laue, the mighty God of Dragons and servant of the Kéaran and it is he we call Ominiue. He protects the innocent and judges the guilty, for the White Lion saw that there would be evil in a mortal world. Ká’ranarder then created the three guardian dragon-gods to help Ominiue: First there was Mataurious the Guardian of the Seas and all bodies of water, then there was Ethus the Guardian of the Earth and all underneath it, and finally came Galafus the Guardian of the Skies and all the winds that flowed around her ...’
The night drifted on and Kíe’s story continued, describing in basic detail the coming of the mortal dragons and the others including the Afradians and their great influence over the advancement of the people. Afterwards they returned to more singing. The children were taken to bed and some of the adults also retired leaving behind the more eager to celebrate.
Shayne sat alone for much of the night, sometimes a native would approach him and he would politely speak with them, but mostly he sat in silence watching the proceeding around him, listening to the songs and tales of Dífrun mythology.
Slowly the night deepened and many Earthmen desired sleep. As honoured guests they were allowed to sleep in the Meeting House. When the humans conveyed their desire to retire, the lionmen stacked the low benches at the end of the room and brought in several bed furs for the Earthmen visitors, including the androids.
Hanniver staggered off, leaning on a droid, ‘Hope my cup wasn’t made from lead,’ he slurred with a half dazed expression on his face as he tried to recall.
‘No Sir, it is brass,’ 14D-SCMSR informed while escorting him to a bed in the corner.
‘Oh,’ was all the Brigadier could say, his eyebrows rose and his eyes briefly twinkled before he went back into his dreamy look. The robot laid him down on furs spread upon the floor, where the Brigadier curled up like a child and instantly began to snore.
Shayne felt restricted in the hall, the atmosphere was intriguing but the small building was suffocating. When everyone had staggered off to bed he slipped outside where the air was much more agreeable. Shayne looked up at the sky; stars twinkled brightly in the darkness with the Milky Way and colonyships clear above them. He instantly felt at ease, leaning against a wooden pillar he continued to gaze up.
The sound of feet on stone caught his attention. He turned his head to face the High Captain Pan’arden. She
‘Of the Kéaran three are known. First came Kea’mahendra the Lion of Darkness, who is shrouded in night so none can see orden , but is the creator of all. Second is Zea’hinader, the Lion of Flame, the speaker of our dreams and the guider when there is none to guide, oren exists in living flame that ebbs and flows with the wind. The Firelion can run as fast as a dragon and commands all the creatures of the world,’ Kíe paused a second, bringing his arm around in an arc, ‘and lastly is Ká’ranarder, the White Lion of Light, the one who governs our lands in times of hardship, it was oren who sent Ominiue to protect us and guide us. The Light gave us love and hope and freedom.
‘The Kéaran, the Lions of creation, grew tired of their kingdom. Their servants were many and their lands were eternal, but they only had themselves to enjoy it. So they decided to create the universe and fill it with mortal creatures who would grow and die, and those that were worthy would ascend to the eternal lands and share in it with them, and those who were not would return to the nothingness in which they were formed.
‘Kea’mahendra was the grand architect. Oren saw the emptiness and gave it form. Oren made the stars and the planets and the Sun and the Moon; raised the mountains and sunk the seas.
‘Next Ká’ranarder created life. The very first creation was to be the caretaker of the world and they called him Ossh’laue, the mighty God of Dragons and servant of the Kéaran and it is he we call Ominiue. He protects the innocent and judges the guilty, for the White Lion saw that there would be evil in a mortal world. Ká’ranarder then created the three guardian dragon-gods to help Ominiue: First there was Mataurious the Guardian of the Seas and all bodies of water, then there was Ethus the Guardian of the Earth and all underneath it, and finally came Galafus the Guardian of the Skies and all the winds that flowed around her ...’
The night drifted on and Kíe’s story continued, describing in basic detail the coming of the mortal dragons and the others including the Afradians and their great influence over the advancement of the people. Afterwards they returned to more singing. The children were taken to bed and some of the adults also retired leaving behind the more eager to celebrate.
Shayne sat alone for much of the night, sometimes a native would approach him and he would politely speak with them, but mostly he sat in silence watching the proceeding around him, listening to the songs and tales of Dífrun mythology.
Slowly the night deepened and many Earthmen desired sleep. As honoured guests they were allowed to sleep in the Meeting House. When the humans conveyed their desire to retire, the lionmen stacked the low benches at the end of the room and brought in several bed furs for the Earthmen visitors, including the androids.
Hanniver staggered off, leaning on a droid, ‘Hope my cup wasn’t made from lead,’ he slurred with a half dazed expression on his face as he tried to recall.
‘No Sir, it is brass,’ 14D-SCMSR informed while escorting him to a bed in the corner.
‘Oh,’ was all the Brigadier could say, his eyebrows rose and his eyes briefly twinkled before he went back into his dreamy look. The robot laid him down on furs spread upon the floor, where the Brigadier curled up like a child and instantly began to snore.
Shayne felt restricted in the hall, the atmosphere was intriguing but the small building was suffocating. When everyone had staggered off to bed he slipped outside where the air was much more agreeable. Shayne looked up at the sky; stars twinkled brightly in the darkness with the Milky Way and colonyships clear above them. He instantly felt at ease, leaning against a wooden pillar he continued to gaze up.
The sound of feet on stone caught his attention. He turned his head to face the High Captain Pan’arden. She
Similar Books
