Because it is a holiday weekend, I thought I would take a bit of a break and do something a little different. Please enjoy a sample of my second book, Atlantean Echoes!
The next morning at dawn, Tameri, Kahotep, and the twelve governors of the Atlantean provinces assembled at a shuttleport on the outskirts of the city. Although the large shuttles had officially been taken out of use, it had been deemed that the smaller shuttlecrafts could be used for government related trips.
The group flew directly to the monuments – three bright white pyramids, stair-stepped in size, surrounded by an exquisitely landscaped campus of flowers, trees, and grass. An immense sculptured statue of a regal lioness faced East. Known as Hor-em-akht, she fiercely protected the energy in the pyramid complex as if it were her cubs.
The group emerged from the craft just in time to see the sun rise majestically up from the East banks of the River Ḥ’pī and over the mystical ancient structures.
As the sun claimed its rightful place in the morning sky, they watched in dumbfounded awe as the pyramids gleamed bright in its light, reflecting the pinks and lavenders of its glory. “The Goddess blesses us,” they whispered among each other.
Observing the grandeur of the scene, they felt a rhythm emanate from the largest pyramid – much like a heartbeat or the lapping waves of the ocean.
“What’s that sound?” remarked a dignified elderly woman, one of the twelve governors. “You can feel its vibration through your feet.”
“It’s the sound of the water pump we were briefed about,” Kahotep explained.
The three pyramids located at this site had been built by the Great Ones many years earlier. Superb feats of engineering, the largest of them was known simply as the Great Pyramid. Rising nearly five hundred feet, the massive structures provided the surrounding Khemtian cities with electricity, together with clean water for drinking and irrigation.
The limestone blocks of which the pyramids were composed weighed many tons each and fit together so tightly that not even a thin knife blade could be squeezed between them. Due to the highly polished white granite tiles that completely covered the huge limestone blocks, although already ancient they barely showed any signs of their great age. It was this veneer that appeared so striking in the sunlight, its reflection seen from hundreds of miles away.
Despite its beauty, the stone had actually been applied for quite practical reasons. The tightly fitting granite sheets insulated electrical currents within the structure – currents that were constantly generated by the reverberation of the sound waves rising rhythmically from the subterranean water pump set deep within the pyramidal structures.
Not just the granite, but the configuration of the pyramids promoted a vortex of energy. The polyhedron shape forced the negative ions of the current to its apex, pushing them out through the pointed top, which was capped with gold since it was such a powerful conductor. From this peak, the electrical field – made up of negatively charged ions – was directed along a series of pyramids constructed all along the river Ḥ’pī specifically for this purpose. Also producing and expelling negatively charged ions, these additional pyramids repelled the oncoming current, sending it on its way down the river – a feat accomplished through the unique sizing and arrangement of all the pyramids, from larger to smaller, along the river banks. In this way the chain of electricity powered cities throughout the region.
As the sun burst over the horizon, the same mysterious figures seen at the feast the previous evening appeared before them. “It is the Great Ones,” one of the governors whispered. “Look, the king is with them.”
The seven beings addressed the group collectively. Although none of them moved their mouths, everyone could clearly hear a unified voice that seemed to emanate from each of the beings before them. “Thank you for your presence here with us. King Turo, our dear friend, has generously offered to show you around. For this we thank him, but we will do the honors ourselves, for even the great King Turo does not know all the intricacies of these structures, nor the power they are capable of. We have chosen to show you the Great Pyramid today, for there is much for us to share within its walls. But first, we wish to bless this great man who is abdicating his throne to allow the destiny of the Atlantean people to play out in Khem. He is aware of your advanced abilities and powers; he knows you will make his nation great. King Turo is wise and good. Use the services he offers. He will smooth your transition. Be aware we will be watching all that takes place as the nation of Khem is entrust into the hands of the Atlanteans. Do not abuse this immense gift you are being handed by King Turo.”
The group watched, fascinated, as the king bowed his head. Together, as one, the seven beings sent a wave of indigo energy toward him, enveloping his body. Turo’s face lit up in ecstasy. As they observed him, the energy spread from him to the entire group, so that all felt the ecstasy of the vibration.
At the same time – whether in their minds, or actually playing out in front of them, they could not tell – they were shown the struggle the king had gone through to reach his decision. They were then shown what his country’s future would have been had he not allow the Atlantean rule. The impending disaster would destroy all he had built. They were also shown the greatness Khem might attain if the Atlanteans were permitted to govern. Tears formed in the eyes of many in the group as they felt the king’s anguish in their own bodies. As if they had experienced the struggle themselves, they now understood why he had made the decision to relinquish his rule. As the violet light dissipated, it left behind a deep appreciation for the greatness of the man who stood before them.
A review of Atlantean Echoes:
As with the Atlantean Legacy, Paula Bates again delights her audience with a peek into a pre-pharoanic Egypt with this provocative book. Here the Atlantean diaspora unfolds in wondrous detail drawing us into a lush world of magic and intrigue. Spellbound in the midst of a fascinating royal court, I did not want the story to end and am hungry for the next installation of this fascinating story.