Ascension Origins: The Song of Nestor, Part II
Welcome back! It’s time to continue The Song of Nestor.
If you have no idea what we’re talking about, we’ll set it all up for you right now. If you’re ready for part II, you can skip down to the continuation of Nestor’s song.
Our novel, Ascension - Kelahya Unbound, is out. To get our readers into the mindset of the genre (science fiction/space opera), we’ve begun sharing stories and details of the mythology and history of the universe surrounding our heroine, Kelahya. Here’s a list of everything we’ve shared so far:
We introduced the foundations and concepts of what led us to create this story here.
We also shared some ancient mythology from this universe here and here.
We had David, a pro VO artist, record himself reading The HallandaHall Scrolls, and we put some video to it here and here and here.
We introduced the main characters here.
We provided an overall history of The Incorporeal Fellowship, with Part II here and Part III here.
Most recently, we began sharing the story of Nestor, through an ancient scroll containing The Song of Nestor. That was part I. Below is part II.
All the information comes from a tome within this universe called the Corpus Galacticum. It is a compendium of historical facts, accounts of unprecedented events, political stratagems, social and spiritual standards, and profiles of those who have made significant contributions to the known universe. These writings in the Corpus Galacticum are attributed to historians, astronomers, clerics, scientists, and also contain excerpts from the Galactic Ethical Conclave and the Annals of Inquiry.
Ok, now that the setup is out of the way, let’s continue on with The Song of Nestor.
PART II - LOVE
In the solitude of my chamber, during one of my meditations, a heavenly melody seeped through my soul, enveloping me in a mystical cocoon of overwhelming beauty. Without words this divine song compelled me to seek its origin, and without hesitation I obeyed.
The strings of a star named Teos gave flight to my search, and I voyaged through them as the melody grew louder and louder.
My journey along the strings of Teos conveyed me to a small planet at the edge of the Coranthium Galaxy.
On my arrival, a frail, ageless being moved toward me and smiled. His threadbare garb brought to mind the images of ancient clerics long since faded into myth.
“Welcome, Blessed One,” he said. “I am called Talderon.”
Before I could react, his eyes travelled toward an escarpment and beyond, and I perceived that the melody that resounded within me emanated from the balcony of a dwelling perched high on the peaks of the Redenum mountains.
A moment later we were transported to the middle of a domed room that reverberated with the song which had drawn me here and filled my soul.
“You are expected,” the prophet whispered as he flung open the door to an adjoining chamber. “Ariadina awaits you.”
He vanished without another word.
Ariadina sat by a window, strumming the cords of a lyre and singing a melody of love. My heart and soul expanded so that I dreaded I would shatter and join my makers in a cloud of stardust.
Upon my entrance she ceased singing, and smiled as her face lit up in beautiful splendor. Her deep blue eyes mirrored the sky behind her and twinkled with delight. She laid aside the lyre and rose.
“Welcome, Eriandan, Messenger of the Stars.”
“Greetings, Ariadina, daughter of the Druidinium.”
“You are far more imposing than I imagined,” she uttered as she approached.
“Long have I dreamt of this day.”
“The prophet Talderon told you I would come?”
“It is our destiny. It has been ordained, but you are only now glimpsing it.”
She reached for my hands, and their whiteness offered a deep contrast to my bronze Dionisian skin. “Do not doubt Ariadina, that I have perceived our union formerly. You have sensed my existence as well.”
“I have perceived your presence, Eriandan, but in the ether. Master Talderon never proffered your image for me to gaze upon. It is disquieting to see you before me, alluring as you are.”
“It is intimidating for me as well, Ariadina. You are a precious gem that the stars transformed into woman for the exaltation of my existence.”
As we embraced, a mantle of peace and harmony enveloped our spirits.
“Are you disposed to depart this sanctuary and follow me wherever the path may lead?” I asked.
“It is you who must forgo the comfort of the Fellowship and reside within these walls. For now.”
Her determination brokered no argument. As I observed her resolve, for the first time in my varied existence, the realization of my need to submit to someone else’s wishes surfaced at the forefront of my awareness.
“You must garner the enlightenment of Master Talderon,” she affirmed as she placed her hand on my face. “His ancient self is fading, and we must fulfill our union at his side.”
Our hearts fused and the pure emotion of love carried our ethereal beings through the strings of Teos to the Galactic Sanctuary. We sought consent from the Clerics of the Fellowship for our union, and residence alongside the Prophet.
Thus, upon their sanction, the next phase of my existence commenced in a dwell perched high on the peaks of the Redenum mountains.
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That concludes Part II of The Song of Nestor. Part III comes later this week, and then we’ll dive into Nestor’s counterpart, Poliate.
Thank you so much for reading!
Cheers!
~2authors
*image from beartistbeart
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