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impression I perceived from these walls, the staircase that descends to the level of the old shrine was enclosed to accommodate the rebuilding of the newer, higher ziggurat.’
‘The Guardian of the Island of Blue Flame…’ I thought back over the inscription. ‘Could this refer to the plane of Sharon and the Fire-Stone that grants entry to that realm?’
‘In ancient Egyptian cosmology, there is a place known as Amenti,’ Levi said, ‘which has been mistakenly construed as an abode of the dead. Unlike the Egyptian underworld, however, where the souls of the deceased are judged by Osiris and punished or rewarded for their deeds, I understandAmenti is more correctly translated to mean “the hidden place”, where dwell the souls of the eternally living who guard a blue flame that is said to hold the blueprint of human evolution on this planet. Hathor was considered to be the Lady of Amenti and Thoth was the scribe. Among the outer chambers of Amenti is the Hall of Records, reputed to hold the writings of the scribe Thoth and the ancient doctrines of Atlantis. In some esoteric circles, Amenti was believed to be located beneath the sunken city of Atlantis; others claimed it was beneath Giza. It does not exist on the physical plane, however; on that point everyone agrees.’
Footsteps on the ladder alerted us to company.
I gave myself a quiet scolding—I should not have been discussing the Fire-Stone in the open where we could be easily overheard; it was better that that ancient mystery remain buried.
‘Miss Koriche.’ Levi greeted our intruder warmly.
She had a smile for him too.
‘The workmen are wondering if you wish to employ their services in this part of the dig today?’ she queried, almost playfully. Then, noting the presence of Lord Devere and myself, she quickly concealed her openness towards Levi with a more professional countenance.
‘You can tell the workmen that I would very much like to employ them today,’ Levi said. ‘Let us see if our hunch about finding some of the old structure underneath this one proves correct.’
Miss Koriche’s smile returned. ‘I fear Mr Taylor is not going to welcome your interest in this area. I have suggested many times that this ruin is worthy of further investigation, but he will not listen.’
‘Well, I am listening,’ Levi assured her, ‘and as Mother and I both agree with you—’
Do we? I thought at him, although outwardly I served him a supportive smile.
‘—Mr Taylor will just have to grin and bear it,’ Levi finished.
Miss Koriche climbed back up the ladder, presumably to recruit a small work force. ‘Your presence here is proving far more fortuitous than I expected,’ she told Levi.
‘I am comforted to hear you say so,’ Levi called after her.
Then, looking back to us and seeing the odd look on our faces, he said, ‘What?’
‘I am not here to fall in love.’ I repeated the claim he had made just before landing in Persia.
‘Let us not get ahead of ourselves,’ he said, but his smile confirmed his attraction to Miss Koriche, and he didn’t bother refuting my inference.
‘Well, we psychics have a tendency to do that,’ I bantered, knowing I did not have to impress upon him my distrust of the young woman.
‘I believe your instincts will prove wrong in this case,’ he challenged.
‘I hope they do.’
I really did not wish to play devil’s advocate with my son’s relationship choices, but there was something about Miss Koriche that was not sitting right with me. I hoped it was just a mother’s jealousy of her son’s first real love interest.
Nearly a week later and, twenty feet of earth beneath where we had started our private excavation, Levi’s dig team hit mud bricks akin tothose found on the lower-level walls of the dwelling that were close to four thousand years old.
‘Now what?’ Levi consulted Mr Taylor, who had come to view the discovery.
‘Keep going, of course!’ Taylor encouraged, rubbing his hands
‘The Guardian of the Island of Blue Flame…’ I thought back over the inscription. ‘Could this refer to the plane of Sharon and the Fire-Stone that grants entry to that realm?’
‘In ancient Egyptian cosmology, there is a place known as Amenti,’ Levi said, ‘which has been mistakenly construed as an abode of the dead. Unlike the Egyptian underworld, however, where the souls of the deceased are judged by Osiris and punished or rewarded for their deeds, I understandAmenti is more correctly translated to mean “the hidden place”, where dwell the souls of the eternally living who guard a blue flame that is said to hold the blueprint of human evolution on this planet. Hathor was considered to be the Lady of Amenti and Thoth was the scribe. Among the outer chambers of Amenti is the Hall of Records, reputed to hold the writings of the scribe Thoth and the ancient doctrines of Atlantis. In some esoteric circles, Amenti was believed to be located beneath the sunken city of Atlantis; others claimed it was beneath Giza. It does not exist on the physical plane, however; on that point everyone agrees.’
Footsteps on the ladder alerted us to company.
I gave myself a quiet scolding—I should not have been discussing the Fire-Stone in the open where we could be easily overheard; it was better that that ancient mystery remain buried.
‘Miss Koriche.’ Levi greeted our intruder warmly.
She had a smile for him too.
‘The workmen are wondering if you wish to employ their services in this part of the dig today?’ she queried, almost playfully. Then, noting the presence of Lord Devere and myself, she quickly concealed her openness towards Levi with a more professional countenance.
‘You can tell the workmen that I would very much like to employ them today,’ Levi said. ‘Let us see if our hunch about finding some of the old structure underneath this one proves correct.’
Miss Koriche’s smile returned. ‘I fear Mr Taylor is not going to welcome your interest in this area. I have suggested many times that this ruin is worthy of further investigation, but he will not listen.’
‘Well, I am listening,’ Levi assured her, ‘and as Mother and I both agree with you—’
Do we? I thought at him, although outwardly I served him a supportive smile.
‘—Mr Taylor will just have to grin and bear it,’ Levi finished.
Miss Koriche climbed back up the ladder, presumably to recruit a small work force. ‘Your presence here is proving far more fortuitous than I expected,’ she told Levi.
‘I am comforted to hear you say so,’ Levi called after her.
Then, looking back to us and seeing the odd look on our faces, he said, ‘What?’
‘I am not here to fall in love.’ I repeated the claim he had made just before landing in Persia.
‘Let us not get ahead of ourselves,’ he said, but his smile confirmed his attraction to Miss Koriche, and he didn’t bother refuting my inference.
‘Well, we psychics have a tendency to do that,’ I bantered, knowing I did not have to impress upon him my distrust of the young woman.
‘I believe your instincts will prove wrong in this case,’ he challenged.
‘I hope they do.’
I really did not wish to play devil’s advocate with my son’s relationship choices, but there was something about Miss Koriche that was not sitting right with me. I hoped it was just a mother’s jealousy of her son’s first real love interest.
Nearly a week later and, twenty feet of earth beneath where we had started our private excavation, Levi’s dig team hit mud bricks akin tothose found on the lower-level walls of the dwelling that were close to four thousand years old.
‘Now what?’ Levi consulted Mr Taylor, who had come to view the discovery.
‘Keep going, of course!’ Taylor encouraged, rubbing his hands
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