Chapte 2, Visionquest

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All along the twenty-third layer of sedimentary rock, as far as the eye was allowed to see in both directions, were prehistoric skeletal remains. Ghostwolf realized he had reached what was rumored to be, the ancient order of the serpent clan. This thin band of maroon rock territory held the secrets of Uktena, "The Keen-Eyed."

Dan Ghostwolf knew he must be close to five thousand feet down, as he gingerly made his way down the cliff. There were bones strewn upon the cliff’s overhang, the bones of giant snakes and the bones of mastodons; and the bones of great medicine men, which were once lured to this place, and vanished, eaten by the Great Rattlesnake, Uktena. Along the narrow margin of this vast country of bones, Ghostwolf decided this would be a good place to camp for the night. He was excavating, in search of pink Sapphire, and also the blazing diamond that was once called Ulun'suti -- "Transparent." He realized while setting up his hammock which would be hanging a few feet up from the cliff that he was in a very dangerous area, the great snake was never found, however the ancient legend was never dismissed among his people, the Lakota.

The excavator hated being in this god forsaken habitat of brittle bones and stuffy air, where the artifacts of the dead are the currency and the lifeblood of modern society and none is exempt from the hypnotic allure of the ‘Badlands’. At various points along the layers of this many hued strata of rock, mounds had been erected of the bones that had been sorted, sifted through and discarded. Some paleo world bones had been shaped by artists or tourists into the bizarre likenesses of Totems, or supernatural monsters, the creations that lined the fissure became more grotesque, the deeper one descended into the abyss, while others eroded and fell off to the sides over the millennia. Ghostwolf had climbed down the great fissure to find the myriad bones of a long forgotten past….

Ghostwolf realized he was literally sitting on a goldmine. He stretched his hammock and readied to sleep, he put his light beam that was attached to his hardhat on, only 3:30 pm in the afternoon, it felt more like midnight in the pitch-black atmosphere of the fissure. He realized that he might have to use his oxygen tank, now that he had descended more than a few thousand feet down. He rested upon the hammock pondering the sacred mystery. Whoever owns the Ulun'suti is sure of success in hunting, love, rainmaking, and every other business, but its great use is in life prophecy. Why his mind was continually brought to this crystal he could not imagine, it was the pink Sapphire that he had found five years before that he found so alluring. He patted the few dozen Yogos in his pocket as he drifted off into a deep sleep….A white horse stood before him, a great warrior stared down upon him from atop the steed, beckoning him into unknown realms.

BANG! Ghostwolf was awakened his hammock flying out over the cliff into the void, he woke with a start. What the hell?? Who else could possibly be here?? Ghostwolf looked up and about six feet higher was some form seemingly stuck between the two sides of the great fissure. He tied a rope around himself and found the spikes that he had hammered into the sides of the cliff; he climbed up the six feet to have a look-see. It was a dolly with a bag taped all the way around it holding something on to it. Ghostwolf tugged at the dolly half hoping it would continue its fall into the abyss. He realized immediately that the form was human, a dead human. Dan tied the rope to the dolly and tied it to a spike then dropped the dolly slowly to the overhang he had been sleeping on.

He used his knife to cut open the bag. The stench hit him so hard in the face he lost his balance, and he desperately grabbed for the hammock. He was looking at a dead man. He laid the body down. His clothes said he was a well dressed man, perhaps a banker. He then went through the pockets of the pants, and found a wallet. He opened the wallet up. He put his flashlight upon it, revealing a Motor vehicle identification card, with the name of Darren Jason Upon it. ‘Well Darren, this is one hell of a place to wind up.’ Ghostwolf kept Darren’s wallet, but sent Darren on his merry way…..

He decided to load his bag up with a few of the paleo- world bones that were just lying about and ascend the cliff. He’d eat, get some rest and start his ascent after a good nap.

Ghostwolf tied himself back into the hammock making sure that the ropes were sturdy, and tried to fall asleep, he realized that he had packed thousands maybe millions of dollars worth of dinosaur remains into his duffel bags…….he’d be rich for sure. He took a swig of Injun whiskey, just enough to numb himself, as he listened to the gentle swaying of the hammock, succumbed to the elixir and slept.

Dan Ghostwolf awoke with a start, something extremely heavy was lying right on his chest… Two glowing eyes met him…..he could not move, he became frozen with fear…. he wet himself as he stared into the reptilian eyes of Uktena.
The great serpent had laid his head upon the chest of Dan George Ghostwolf, and he knew for sure he was a dead man.

“You are an intruder!” hissed the great reptile. “I will allow you to breathe, but first I have something planned for you.”

Daniel was snake food. “Are you the keeper of the great Ulun'suti?”

The wise serpent was not fooled by Dan’s quiet demeanor, he could smell his fear. “Yes, and you shall have it shortly, but first, you must climb down the fissure and retrieve my servant.”

“Climb down the cliff?” Dan stammered….”I was just going to climb back up the cliff.” He speculated.

“No, you shall bring me the body of my servant, and then I shall bestow the great crystal into your keepsake.” The snake commanded as he slithered off the chest of Ghostwolf.

Dan Ghostwolf with great purpose and lightening speed wrapped up the hammock and started to descend the side of the fissure as fast as possible. He descended for what seemed like hours. He realized that no one, absolutely no one had ever descended this far.

Dan’s light beam caught the sight of crystals, large beautiful crystals embedded among veins of Gold as he made his way into the void of the earth. He had reached another landing. He strolled along it hoping that Darren Jason would be among the strewn red and maroon rocks and boulders; he searched for some time and realized that on the other side of the fissure he could make out a form lying among the rocks. He had to climb up the wall and try to swing himself over to the other side of the fissure. This was no easy task. He checked his watch; it read 3:00 am. He realized that it would take him at least eight hours to ascend the wall of the fissure after retrieving the body.

Exhausted Dan George Ghostwolf finally brought the body of Darren Jason to the previous overhang where he had originally met the great serpent. He looked up and down the sides of the overhang, but he did not see the great snake. He decided that he would get, while the getting was good, and unceremoniously dragged the body to a pile of bones, and then he started his climb.

“Just one moment….” A loud hiss interrupted Ghostwolf’s endeavor to escape.

“This is for you……” the serpent easily pushed a very large crystal towards Dan.

“You must make sure this touches the hands of a certain woman, you will go now and find her, and only she is allowed to touch this crystal besides you. Anyone else, and your family, your wife, your children, your grandfather, all will perish.”

Ghostwolf stared at the incredible crystal. Now he wanted no part of it, but he realized he had jeopardized the lives of his whole family. He must take it. He emptied some of the bones from his duffel back and put them in his backpack so that he could carry the great stone of portent….. Ulun'suti.

“Just follow the information in the wallet.” The serpent hissed, and then vanished.

Dan Ghostwolf began his ascent at Godspeed, hand over foot, racing up the sides of the steep cliff of the great fissure, making haste to leave the ‘Badlands’ as fast as possible.

Elsewhere, in the culverts and gullies along the ‘true’ fissure, discarnate, and masters chanted perpetual liturgies to the ten thousand Gods of Darkness. Daniel stared into the great expanse seeing for thousands upon thousands of miles… his sight was unimpeded as he looked in all nine directions, seeing into the culmination of the consciousness of the people. Children of men were now memorizing the names of the ever-swelling numbers of the dead. Everywhere the deep booming knell of the Luciferian arm of the Military marched to the hymns of Death and cast up daily, it’s never depleted plethora of fresh and diverse bones over which the salivating population picked clean, contending with each other to possess the choicest treasures, beating back snarling Jackals, vultures, and fellow scavengers…a bleak vision indeed..

Daniel catapulted himself onto the grassy knoll of the ‘Badlands’ happy to be free of the blight and plight of the darkest corner of the earth. He climbed into his Land rover and beat it out of the State park, he was thinking about that long trip to New York City.

Birth of the Lucifer Star, chapter II Vision quest

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Portents of the crystal cave

All along the twenty-third layer of sedimentary rock, as far as the eye was allowed to see in both directions, were prehistoric skeletal remains. Ghostwolf realized he had reached what was rumored to be, the ancient order of the serpent clan. This thin band of maroon rock territory held the secrets of Uktena, "The Keen-Eyed."

Dan Ghostwolf knew he must be close to five thousand feet down, as he gingerly made his way down the cliff. There were bones strewn upon the cliff’s overhang, the bones of giant snakes and the bones of mastodons; and the bones of great medicine men, which were once lured to this place, and vanished, eaten by the Great Rattlesnake, Uktena. Along the narrow margin of this vast country of bones, Ghostwolf decided this would be a good place to camp for the night. He was excavating, in search of pink Sapphire, and also the blazing diamond that was once called Ulun'suti -- "Transparent." He realized while setting up his hammock which would be hanging a few feet up from the cliff that he was in a very dangerous area, the great snake was never found, however the ancient legend was never dismissed among his people, the Lakota.

The excavator hated being in this god forsaken habitat of brittle bones and stuffy air, where the artifacts of the dead are the currency and the lifeblood of modern society and none is exempt from the hypnotic allure of the ‘Badlands’. At various points along the layers of this many hued strata of rock, mounds had been erected of the bones that had been sorted, sifted through and discarded. Some paleo world bones had been shaped by artists or tourists into the bizarre likenesses of Totems, or supernatural monsters, the creations that lined the fissure became more grotesque, the deeper one descended into the abyss, while others eroded and fell off to the sides over the millennia. Ghostwolf had climbed down the great fissure to find the myriad bones of a long forgotten past….

Ghostwolf realized he was literally sitting on a goldmine. He stretched his hammock and readied to sleep, he put his light beam that was attached to his hardhat on, only 3:30 pm in the afternoon, it felt more like midnight in the pitch-black atmosphere of the fissure. He realized that he might have to use his oxygen tank, now that he had descended more than a few thousand feet down. He rested upon the hammock pondering the sacred mystery. Whoever owns the Ulun'suti is sure of success in hunting, love, rainmaking, and every other business, but its great use is in life prophecy. Why his mind was continually brought to this crystal he could not imagine, it was the pink Sapphire that he had found five years before that he found so alluring. He patted the few dozen Yogos in his pocket as he drifted off into a deep sleep….A white horse stood before him, a great warrior stared down upon him from atop the steed, beckoning him into unknown realms.

BANG! Ghostwolf was awakened his hammock flying out over the cliff into the void, he woke with a start. What the hell?? Who else could possibly be here?? Ghostwolf looked up and about six feet higher was some form seemingly stuck between the two sides of the great fissure. He tied a rope around himself and found the spikes that he had hammered into the sides of the cliff; he climbed up the six feet to have a look-see. It was a dolly with a bag taped all the way around it holding something on to it. Ghostwolf tugged at the dolly half hoping it would continue its fall into the abyss. He realized immediately that the form was human, a dead human. Dan tied the rope to the dolly and tied it to a spike then dropped the dolly slowly to the overhang he had been sleeping on.

He used his knife to cut open the bag. The stench hit him so hard in the face he lost his balance, and he desperately grabbed for the hammock. He was looking at a dead man. He laid the body down. His clothes said he was a well dressed man, perhaps a banker. He then went through the pockets of the pants, and found a wallet. He opened the wallet up. He put his flashlight upon it, revealing a Motor vehicle identification card, with the name of Darren Jason Upon it. ‘Well Darren, this is one hell of a place to wind up.’ Ghostwolf kept Darren’s wallet, but sent Darren on his merry way…..

He decided to load his bag up with a few of the paleo- world bones that were just lying about and ascend the cliff. He’d eat, get some rest and start his ascent after a good nap.

Ghostwolf tied himself back into the hammock making sure that the ropes were sturdy, and tried to fall asleep, he realized that he had packed thousands maybe millions of dollars worth of dinosaur remains into his duffel bags…….he’d be rich for sure. He took a swig of Injun whiskey, just enough to numb himself, as he listened to the gentle swaying of the hammock, succumbed to the elixir and slept.

Dan Ghostwolf awoke with a start, something extremely heavy was lying right on his chest… Two glowing eyes met him…..he could not move, he became frozen with fear…. he wet himself as he stared into the reptilian eyes of Uktena.
The great serpent had laid his head upon the chest of Dan George Ghostwolf, and he knew for sure he was a dead man.

“You are an intruder!” hissed the great reptile. “I will allow you to breathe, but first I have something planned for you.”

Daniel was snake food. “Are you the keeper of the great Ulun'suti?”

The wise serpent was not fooled by Dan’s quiet demeanor, he could smell his fear. “Yes, and you shall have it shortly, but first, you must climb down the fissure and retrieve my servant.”

“Climb down the cliff?” Dan stammered….”I was just going to climb back up the cliff.” He speculated.

“No, you shall bring me the body of my servant, and then I shall bestow the great crystal into your keepsake.” The snake commanded as he slithered off the chest of Ghostwolf.

Dan Ghostwolf with great purpose and lightening speed wrapped up the hammock and started to descend the side of the fissure as fast as possible. He descended for what seemed like hours. He realized that no one, absolutely no one had ever descended this far.

Dan’s light beam caught the sight of crystals, large beautiful crystals embedded among veins of Gold as he made his way into the void of the earth. He had reached another landing. He strolled along it hoping that Darren Jason would be among the strewn red and maroon rocks and boulders; he searched for some time and realized that on the other side of the fissure he could make out a form lying among the rocks. He had to climb up the wall and try to swing himself over to the other side of the fissure. This was no easy task. He checked his watch; it read 3:00 am. He realized that it would take him at least eight hours to ascend the wall of the fissure after retrieving the body.

Exhausted Dan George Ghostwolf finally brought the body of Darren Jason to the previous overhang where he had originally met the great serpent. He looked up and down the sides of the overhang, but he did not see the great snake. He decided that he would get, while the getting was good, and unceremoniously dragged the body to a pile of bones, and then he started his climb.

“Just one moment….” A loud hiss interrupted Ghostwolf’s endeavor to escape.

“This is for you……” the serpent easily pushed a very large crystal towards Dan.

“You must make sure this touches the hands of a certain woman, you will go now and find her, and only she is allowed to touch this crystal besides you. Anyone else, and your family, your wife, your children, your grandfather, all will perish.”

Ghostwolf stared at the incredible crystal. Now he wanted no part of it, but he realized he had jeopardized the lives of his whole family. He must take it. He emptied some of the bones from his duffel back and put them in his backpack so that he could carry the great stone of portent….. Ulun'suti.

“Just follow the information in the wallet.” The serpent hissed, and then vanished.

Dan Ghostwolf began his ascent at Godspeed, hand over foot, racing up the sides of the steep cliff of the great fissure, making haste to leave the ‘Badlands’ as fast as possible.

Elsewhere, in the culverts and gullies along the ‘true’ fissure, discarnate, and masters chanted perpetual liturgies to the ten thousand Gods of Darkness. Daniel stared into the great expanse seeing for thousands upon thousands of miles… his sight was unimpeded as he looked in all nine directions, seeing into the culmination of the consciousness of the people. Children of men were now memorizing the names of the ever-swelling numbers of the dead. Everywhere the deep booming knell of the Luciferian arm of the Military marched to the hymns of Death and cast up daily, it’s never depleted plethora of fresh and diverse bones over which the salivating population picked clean, contending with each other to possess the choicest treasures, beating back snarling Jackals, vultures, and fellow scavengers…a bleak vision indeed..

Daniel catapulted himself onto the grassy knoll of the ‘Badlands’ happy to be free of the blight and plight of the darkest corner of the earth. He climbed into his Land rover and beat it out of the State park, he was thinking about that long trip to New York City.