He discovereth deep things out of darkness, and bringeth out to light the shadow of death.
Civilizations
have both revered and feared the owl as a symbol of the underworld. The ability to navigate easily through the night
has tied the owl to the secrets we all hold in the dark places in our
hearts. Often thought throughout the
ages to be a shape-shifter that heralds the coming of evil or dark wisdom, a
link to spiritual things the material world has long forgotten. But some see the owl as a warning for those
who would heed its presence, sent as a guide to discover hidden timeless truths
which hold forgotten wisdom.
Civilizations
have both revered and feared the owl as a symbol of the underworld. The ability to navigate easily through the night
has tied the owl through history to the secrets we all hold in the dark places
in our hearts. Often thought throughout
the ages to be a shape-shifter that heralds the coming of evil or dark wisdom,
a link to spiritual things the material world has long forgotten. But some see the owl as a warning for those
who would heed its presence, sent as a guide to discover hidden timeless truths
which hold forgotten wisdom.
The owl’s hoots became
more frequent and intense as Sadee Jayne voiced low growls in the dark while standing
stiff, poised for attack, strained against the full length of her chain. The air suddenly was charged with an unseen
energy. Flames suddenly shoot upward out
of the campfire into the sky, but no heat could be felt from the raging
inferno. At the edge of the glow cast by
the fires light dark shadows began to emerge from the tree line filling the
night with an oppressive terror released from the depths of the earth. Shadows, numbering in the hundreds, were
slowly moving forward and appeared at once human in shape but with no
distinguishable features save for glowing metallic eyes. The silhouettes showed familiar human like appendages;
legs, arms, hands but the edges remained hazy as if advancing from out of a
foggy mist.
In fear the
family of three quickly clasped hands forming an unbroken circle as the shadows
continued to advance slowly out of the darkness drawing nearer and nearer. It was possible now to discern that the
shadows appeared as creatures from the spirit world that had taken on physical
form. The little girl shrieked in fear
as the apparitions continued their slow march forward. As the three began to pray their prayers slowed
the forward movement of the dark figures for a moment when voiced with no
hesitation or doubt. But with any break
in the prayers and the cadence of their voices, then the slow plodding march
forward of the figures would begin again.
The creatures appeared to gather strength and resolve that as they came
closer.
No sound could
be heard as the creatures crossed the ground seeming to float just above
it. Did they lack a mass to their
form? Visions of demons danced through
the head of each member of the family from stories they had heard; grotesque
and cruel, things most people only seemed to believe in their nightmares. But this was real and only a greater power,
which had existed long before these creatures could stop the attack. It was a deeper kind of magic that echoed
across eternity, one in which these creatures long ago turned from and chose
not to believe. Prayers become more
fervent as the terror inside rose and they clung tightly to one another. The parents frantically shielding their
beloved daughter’s eyes from the gruesome figures that now hunted them. (END
PART 2)
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