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The X Chronicles of Raphael's Dream - "The Chronicle Before The Voyages - 'The Scroll A Sceptre & A Horse

Book By: IvonRaphaelWarnick
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The X Choronicles of Raphael's Dream starts out in the city of New Orleans Louisianna! A boy is born who falls from humanity in his later years, though early! In the years around thirteen and fourteen! This fiction however must be classified so, but is also true! Not symbolicly either! But Atually, Literally true! I'm really only telling the story according to the best of my recollection! Therefore the Tale is too, also, a Mystery!
As goes the Tale, the boy falls from humanity & is degraded to a horses state! But there was hope for him yet, for others have fallen & have become wolves, frogs, fowl & wild and terrible beasts! Some have fallen & have become Eagles; yet some have risen and become understanding towards the freedoms which the sparrows enjoy!
But hope signaled to the boy in that same truth being he was a WHITE horse! Nevertheless had been cast out from the earth & was left to wonder amid the stars! The same was not easy either: for he had no wings! Then he came accross a scroll & a sceptre! He knew not what goods either of them might be, or what they might be for! Yet he followed the Command that had been given unto him from the sealed, locked pages of the scroll, which had spoken to him in his wondering upon they two!
And as he was commanded so did he! And thus it was! Even that he journeyed nearly thirteen long years, speeded by the two wings given him of the scroll, even unto Aldendale, yes, even unto Alde of Aldendale! Hence ends the Voyage first, and the long, and many Voyages after begin!!
Already there is a game being published, that I've long had copy written called "Laul's Deulm," based upon this here Tale! I'm not allowing it to be published, and or marketed until this Tales's Completion! Otherwise it wouldn't FULLY make sense to the players! It is a game rivaling Chess, but played - more or less - with checker like pieces called Lauls! And in this game the Castles have no power, at all, to move; and furthermore are the versus objects of antogonism! Also the Game Rivals Dungeons & Dragons & Lord of The Rings - as to does also by a great ways - this Tale also likewise! Too the Game rivals Penuckle, Poker, and or any card game! With Cards of it's own, but of the same count! This Tale has many gothic, mysterious, heavenly, celestial & ahwe inspiring terestial entities! It is not marred by any present, or near previous age-Modern technologies, or manufactural advances! It is completely natural; but mysterious, laden with: beyond the most classical to date adventures! As it were, by imagination, it is a Tale of the Adventures of Heaven!


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"The X Chronicles of Raphael's Dream"

'The Chronicle Before The Voyages'

The Scroll a Horse & a Sceptre

The X Choronicles of Raphael's Dream starts out in the city of New Orleans Louisianna! A boy is born who falls from humanity in his later years, though early! In the years around thirteen and fourteen! This fiction however must be classified so, but is also true! Not symbolicly either! But Atually, Literally true! I'm really only telling the story according to the best of my recollection! Therefore the Tale is too, also, a Mystery!
As goes the Tale, the boy falls from humanity & is degraded to a horses state! But there was hope for him yet, for others have fallen & have become wolves, frogs, fowl & wild and terrible beasts! Some have fallen & have become Eagles; yet some have risen and become understanding towards the freedoms which the sparrows enjoy!
But hope signaled to the boy in that same truth being he was a WHITE horse! Nevertheless had been cast out from the earth & was left to wonder amid the stars! The same was not easy either: for he had no wings! It would also be of good to note that he likewise had no horns at his wonderings beginnings! Then he came accross a scroll & a sceptre! He knew not what goods either of them might be, or what they might be for! Yet he followed the Command that had been given unto him from the sealed, locked pages of the scroll, which had spoken to him in his wondering upon they two!
And as he was commanded so did he! And thus it was! Even that he journeyed nearly thirteen long years, speeded by the two wings given him of the scroll, even unto Aldendale, yes, even unto Alde of Aldendale! Hence ends the Voyage first, and the long, and many Voyages after begin!!
Already there is a game being published, that I've long had copy written called "Laul's Deulm," based upon this here Tale! I'm not allowing it to be published, and or marketed until this Tales's Completion! Otherwise it wouldn't FULLY make sense to the players! It is a game rivaling Chess, but played - more or less - with checker like pieces called Lauls! And in this game the Castles have no power, at all, to move; and furthermore are the versus objects of antogonism! Also the Game Rivals Dungeons & Dragons & Lord of The Rings - as to does also by a great ways - this Tale likewise! Too the Game rivals Penuckle, Poker, and or any card game! With Cards of it's own, but of the same count! This Tale has many gothic, mysterious, heavenly, celestial & ahwe inspiring terestial entities! It is not marred by any present, or near previous age-Modern technologies, or manufactural advances! It is completely natural; but mysterious, laden with: beyond the most classical to date adventures! As it were, by imagination, it is a Tale of the Adventures of Heaven!
~ Author: Ivon Raphael Warnick

"The X Chronicles of Raphael's Dream"

'The Chronicle Before The Voyages'

The Scroll a Horse & a Sceptre

The Hour was midnight! The moon was bright in the sky over the waters, reflecting the rays of Ariel Ziporah upon the crocks of Sephas of Old! The Age was the Xnth century of the second milinium Anio Domino! The wind was silen,t but cool! A crocodile floated near a quiet bank retreat, nested deep, but under the open moon, in that part of the Bius of the great uncharted woods of an old Northern West French State outstretched upon this forespoken face of O'l Sephas. The little Village was a renowned town near the waters of the deep! And the name of that city was after the same even which follows, for of being that same one to be spoken, which same one is even that city of renown; as with it are there many others to likewise, and the name of that same land is as it is called even unto this very night that this pen traceth whatsoever it may, beneath these the now here stars of this later years nights! But even that time, here spoken of is but a picture in the great, great halls of time were it compared to the time that your eyes or ears do scroll these sayings and of works of pen! And the name of that town was New Orleans!

Here was there one born in the tent of a league of masters by the hand of the servants of their tents! Servants which do such things as does the mid-wife in the time of her lordess, verily, for such causes even was this tent of the masters oe'r the servants of the place, here in that night there spoken of! And the tent had a name which it had been given! And the name of that tent was 'Charity!'

(next entry here/not yet instituted / this story is old by some 22 years more or less already / the outline exceeds up to almost or beyond a thousand pages / much of it is already written / but this portion must be written & published first / the other encyclopedia of written Classic work - already in progress - can only be revealed aterwards / thanks for following, and blessings I do pray toward your interest here, that there be no vanity with license)





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