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...presents... The False Prophets
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by Lady Carolin
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>>> a cDc publication.......1994 <<<
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-cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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For weeks she gathers the necessities for her spell, the things which she
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will use to weave the web of the future around herself. Blood from the heart
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of a freshly killed newborn babe; the liver of a goat; the eyes and ears of a
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marsh frog; the wings of a bat; a pinch of lavender; blood culled from the
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prophetess herself during her woman-time, under the light of a full moon. All
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these she now binds together with heat and water, on this dark night upon which
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all will be revealed. Stirring, stirring. The boiling, the bubbling, the
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mists which rise above....
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At last it is done and the seeress prepares herself for the ritual to
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come. She purifies herself with baths and lotions, oil, hot red wine. She
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purifies her dwelling with sage, washing the floors (where she will sink to her
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knees in trance) with the blood of a cow. She drinks of the cow's blood, then
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of the mixture she has stirred, watched over, blessed on this day. She lights
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a candle - white, milky, the wine of cows, for purity and clarity of vision.
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She prays to Cow and all who worship Her for the vision, the stolen
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glimpse of the future yet to come. She has sensed rumblings, seen threads of
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space and time tearing apart slowly here, there. Grave portents warn for the
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future of her people and Her followers. She must know; She must show. And
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thus it all begins.
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The prophetess screams as the first wave of the vision hits her. The
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impact, the force of it is greater than any she has felt; instead of sinking to
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her knees she falls to the floor, prone with the terrifying visions inside her
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head.
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She sees a great turbulence and tribulation; the fabric of space and time
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rending itself in a bloody apocalypse of treachery and lies... deceit, evil
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blasphemy, and treason filling the land in a gory battle. Cow fighting against
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cow; worshiper against worshiper, forsaking all which had come before. She
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foresees the end of the world as we know it. It burns bright, hot and painful
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in her heart of hearts. To see it beforehand, to witness the backstabbing, the
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wounding of those once called friends, makes the prophetess cry, sobbing so
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harshly that rivulets of blood pour from her eyes. She dreads to see more, but
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she peers further beyond the veil.
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She sees mercenaries, missionaries of purported bovine worship; false
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evangelists seeking only fame and fortune. She hears the rumblings of a great
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vehicle; a mechanism from the future, barreling down to rape the virginal
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present, to alter the past of its ancestors. She sees the blessing, the
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message of Cow being perverted, stolen, rewritten to other ends. "Ye are not
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among us!" she screams, still in the throes of the trance. "Ye are not one of
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us!"
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She watches the world end, due to those who would steal from the future to
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serve themselves. She vows never to query the gods again of the future; never
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again to lift the curtain; never again to weave the webs. And yes, this is to
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be her last rendering. The vision has been too much for her; the body of the
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prophetess has been fatally weakened by this her excursion into the future; the
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life force of the seer is ebbing away.
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* * * * *
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The king sat with her as she lay dying. He came to attend her at her
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bedside, her deathbed, not only in the holy communion of Cow, but also to hear
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the words of truth she would reveal to him, to receive the mysteries she would
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share with him, these last few sentences before her breath was gone; before she
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rejoined Our Mother Who Is The Earth. She leaned to him, whispering into the
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ears of the king. "Trust not these false prophets! The future must be left
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alone, to its own ends, to its own beginnings. Beware the seed of demons!"
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Her last breath had been expended with the warning to her liege. The
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sight went out of her eyes; the life went out of her limbs, her silver soul
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fled from her body. The king sobbed with the sure knowledge of what was to
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come.
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And then all was dark, and evil....
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.ooM |Copyright (c) 1994 cDc communications and Lady Carolin. |
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\_______/|All Rights Reserved. 05/01/1994-#251|
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