flowsong companion footnote 

spiral galaxies according to elohim science are shaped thus because they are like tidal gravity star storms or star hurricanes so as the black hole turns it turns faster wrapping space around it in folds … the spiral arms are trapped in the space fold of the gravity tide which also creates the corridors of mostly empty space and a few stray stars and also as these superspinning galaxies travel like a hurricane they pulse in and out so sometimes the spiral arm is long and other times short as the space fold is wrapped further in to the black hole … so if time lapsed over millions of years they would appear to pulse spin in and out almost to breathe 

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The parasel’s last flight thirty one darts into the night … the war of the voice (the shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkness continued … 

Michael stood upon the bridge of the Partzufim sword ship gazing out at the receding firefight as Tevunah shone beneath as day slid round the curve of its atmosphere … Raguel plonked himself down upon the command chair and Lucifer-helel and Oriel took positions near Michael who whispered “We’re ready would you order their launch ?” Lu nodded and turned to Raguel “Let’s send these dasarael’s dragons back to their makers!” He spoke softly a grim turn to his mouth … Raguel nodded “RELEASE THE SIEGE SHIPS!” his call across the fleet and the swordships moved of at speed as the siege ships dropped from their hullside anchors and then swung rapidly in the sword ship tractor beams … the swordships raced towards the retreating firefight … and as they approached it opened fire the long thick pulse beams smashing into enemy ships clearing a path and then the swordships sprung to a sudden halt as the tractor beams were released and the siege ships hurtled carried by their momentum out into the heart of the retreating enemy fleet … Raguel shouted across the fleet comm “On my mark … entire fleet jump back to Tevunah … one two Jump!” … and the defending fleet jumped and gave up the chase … as they rematerialized Lu called up the long range screen which showed thirty one explosions which rapidly became implosions as the black hole jump mines activated and exploded dragging ships of the enemy fleet into the disappearing inferno of the explosions and as the enemy fleet turned to run in all directions the jump space blasts caught those who tried to jump and dragged them in too … half an hour later stragglers and survivors shot off at speed after escaping the gravity wells of the thirty one new black hole jump space fractures which now sat as a significant barrier in orbit beyond the comet belt of the system … Michael turned “The skirmish is over … however I suggest we fortify Tevunah against further incursions.” … Raguel nodded “Outreach data suggests the whole arrowhead is retreating abandoning several hundred systems they captured in the last week … the behemoth is mapping and scanning suggests some of the besieged systems still have defence fleets and populations … am sending relief ships in now!” … Lu nodded “Can we muster enough to chase his fleets out back to the galactic edge ?” … Raguel flashed the tactical map up across the holoscreen “Fallohim reserves … Kerubim in reserve and Ophanim above and below can give us a three pronged attack here and here and here … let me see da’a’ael nebula … the to’rel mining system and the stretch between as’hm’el’s reach and the rapids over here … there abalim can drop in … the swords can punch here at vo’rm’el and there at tar’vi”el’s tame and there at the elg’an beach with the thirty system cluster that would drive six wedges into their established front line in the middle which might recall their ships out on the wings back to the centre and drive them back into the corridor here at zhar’vi’ah elto’ve and ge’rusi’ah ripe for behemoth strike … that rips their front line to shreds and allows us to gain a foothold in the outer rim te’sah yenoth ili’mdri’el and cara’ndat … also from the sides then du’erse’ah tha’bri’el fa’indi’cot and jhozjil’ot.” … Lu nodded pointed “How about anakim here and here on thrali’on’s edge and gereli’on ?” Michael nodded “Ah drive a wedge in from the curve force them to jump away from the edge in panic and break their own fleet apart!” … Raguel nodded “Might take a few hours to coordinate!” … Lu smiled “Today a victory we can wait a few hours.” 

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Zealot protocol … the war of the voice (the shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkness continued … 

Jophiel called through the door “Sir we have a problem !” … Ariel turned and rushed out but Michael quietly and slowly picked up his sword and gun and rose … his mood dark … the controlled rage shimmering around him almost visible and walked slowly out into the corridor and turned towards the next shield … the Shocktroopers and crew of the Judge ship Parasel were all dead in that segment and the ones beyond it … he frowned “What happened ?” he asked quietly … Jophiel shuddered … “They just took their weapons out and committed suicide sir!” … Michael frowned “What the whole ship ?” … he tapped his comm unit again “Az life scans are there any life signs in the enemy held parts of the ship ?” … Azazel answered back after a minute or so “No … oh apart from twelve sealed rooms like the one you just found.” … Michael shook his head “Zealots!!! … ok Az lift the shields … let’s get this mess cleaned up and get the ones we captured into the prison ships we had made … their war is over now … and the medics to extract these poor wretches from the caskets …. then clean this ship out … i want it flight ready as soon as possible!” … he tapped his comm again “Raguel ? what’s the spacebattle status ?” … “Aralim and fallohim fleets have kept them at bay jump mines are working too about half their fleet jumped out … on the whole we’re winning … outreach data suggests we’ve broken the spearhead formation thrust and they’re regrouping … their drive towards Binah has failed.” … Michael nodded and sank to the ground leant against the wall pulled a flask of water out and drank deeply from it … “What the hell are they fighting for ?” he asked “When they’re cornered they commit suicide … those we tranq never answer questions … at first they go all out to kill everything now they capture and perform weird experiments … their tactics make no sense … this ship was never strong enough or manned enough to take this planet and they must have known their fleet attack would fail … they were outgunned … presume we’ve captured the ships on the moons ?” … “Affirmative … all thirty last report in … same thing happened … mass suicide.” … “They are willing to die for their cause and yet their cause and actions make no sense !” … Azazel walked down the corridor and passed Michael a pad … “You should read that broadcast it ship wide … they think they’re spreading the virus … that’s why the siege ships are understaffed minimum crew … the black gunk in the pipes!” … Michael eased himself up “Says here deliver the packages commit suicide … Az this is hidden in the shield code … why would they hide their orders in the shield code ?” … Azazel shook his head “Why would they try to rewire the shield generator ?” … Ariel suddenly clicked his fingers “Quick not much time scan for nanobots … the bodies are a ruse!” … Michael opened a scan “You’re right … there in the central ship’s core … this entire ship is a dasarael’s dragon !” … “A wooden gift with hidden soldiers ?” … “A weapon designed for us to take the bait because they know we’re going to take it. Evacuate now.” … Azazel turned “what about those poor folk ?” … “AZ GET THE SHIELDS UP AROUND THAT NANOCORE … WE’LL TELEPORT THE SURVIVORS OFF THEN BLOW THE SHIP … TRACTOR IT TO THE ATMOSPHERE AND JUMP MINE IT! THEY DONT KNOW WE HAVE THE ANTIDOTES!” … 

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The room of the broken innocents … the war of the voice (the shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkeness continued … 

The tranq missiles only worked once due to those trapped inside the shields seeing them and popping on the gas masks and environment helmets which filtered organic and chemical and atmospheric contaminants out of the breathable air as it passes through … But the capture of the ship went on in a slow methodic pace and every three or four they used tranq missiles the rest tranq darts until halfway up when Michael surveying the fallen noticed a door and opened it and almost threw up at the stench that accosted his nose … the room was long and round … and there were teraphim cases left open to the air covering every inch of it apart from two magnetic paths that moved wildly between the two sides of the room as Michael and Ariel and Samael walked in they stared down into the casks where Elee and Eleoi and Eloi including children were hooked up to wires still wearing their everyday clothes some burnt all with bruises and cuts and wounds on each individual … they were captives … prisoners from worlds this ship had set down on … soiled too as there was no fittings for that function … these were a mockery of the teraphim caskets usually found … black syrup like substance was being pumped into them via a vein connection and what looked like food pipes and water went directly into their throats … they were being force fed … Michael knelt down put his gun and sword down in front of him tapped his com pad on his armour arm plate and in the holo screen pressed Azazel private channel “AZAZEL PATCH ME INTO THE REST OF THE SHIP!” he said in a very loud voice barely keeping his rage held in … “Done.” Said Azazel quietly … “I ADDRESS THE CREW OF THE PARASEL!” Michael intoned into the comm and it boomed shipwide “YOU HAVE TEN MINUTES TO SURRENDER OR I WILL ORDER THE ANAKIM ABOARD THIS VESSEL AND LEAVE THEM TOO IT!” … he turned the comm off “GET THE MEDICS IN HERE NOW … GET THEM OUT … GET ALL OF THESE POOR PEOPLE OUT TO THE CITY … BRING LIFE SUPPORT RAFTS IF YOU HAVE TO … I DO NOT WANT ONE OF THESE WRETCHED PEOPLE TO DIE !!!” … Samael nodded and backed out “FROM ED’EN TO THIS … ARI WHERE DID IT START ?” 

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The capture of The parasel … the war of the voice (the shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkeness continued … 

Azazel scanned thoughtfully through the programme and found what he was looking for and tapped a series of complicated sigil strings into the pad and pressed the enter symbol and watched as the shield configurations of the ship changed immediately blocking off internal corridors especially this one … and the external shield collapsed and vanished … he placed the cannon down tapped his arm console found the sigil for Michael private channel on the projected holoscreen and said cheekily “Hope i don’t find you mid fight Old friend ?” … There was a grunt and Michael’s voice came through “No we’ve secured the unloading bay … presume those shields are your doing i watched you swoop up under the shield ?” … “Aye now then if you upload your position  i can lift each shield individually and you can take the ship segment by segment … that ok with you ?” … “Sounds like a plan Az transmitting now!” … Az grinned and tapped the screen again … outside a dart firefight was startng up … he gazed down and saw the carrier ships rising off from the high city wall the sun behind them … it was going to a beautiful night … he saw the signal flare go up from the bridge far below … as the nishim and the special forces legion marched over and began running towards the siege ship “All be over by morning!” he said into the comm unit absent mindedly … Down below Michael rolled out of the way of shocktrooper laser barrage and tapped Ariel on the shoulder “Tranq missile!” he whispered … Ariel grinned reached to his artillary trooper’s pack beside him and pulled out the tube like launcher complete with missile loaded and rose to kneeling position aimed and fired … the missile exploded behind the enemy trapped in front of the next  shield and the gas showered down and they all collapsed … Michael rose up “Clear the corridor and draw back!” he shouted … Azazel held the next shield sigil up waiting for the order …

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The dragondive manoeuvre … the war of the voice (the shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkness continued … 

On the wall top Raguel nodded “We have the breach!” He shouted … Michael turned to Lucifer-helel grabbed his arm in the warrior’s armshake “See you all in space!” he shouted out loud turned to Ariel nodded “BRACE YOURSELVES!” shouted Ariel and along the top of the wall the thousand regiments of the legions crouched wings tucked in … Michael raised his sword and sprung from his crouch up into the air and into the dragondive down towards the bridge and the river … there was a roar that filled the air and the thousand legions as one also sprung and the air became full of gliding legionaries wings outstretched as the flying horde swooped down in the dusk light as the Dart ships settled creating a wide perimeter still firing out across the orchard at the retreating shocktroopers and out of the sky the thousand legionaries hit the ground running and the orchards beyond the breach became a battle ground as they clove their way through the shocktroopers towards the ship like a blanket of lightwings descending upon a field … Samael stood holding the helmet of the commander who’d surrendered to him watching as the breach grew into a route and smiled as the first legionaries smashed through the defences on the siege ship ramps … he turned to Azazel “Mead ?” … Azazel still hefting his cannon sat legs swinging on the barricades “it got their attention!” … he then pointed “That’s the shield generator for the entire ship right ?” … Samael nodded “Right then i better make sure they don’t try dropping the shields ontop of our legions then!” he stood up jauntily and launched into the air swooping just above the running soldiers and orchard tree tops and sporadic fighting and swooping underneath the shield of the ship and up in a glide and flap staying horizontal as he rose reaching the shield generator and the open hatch above it where the engineers were frantically trying to rearrange the wiring gazed at them as one looked up and saw the cannon aimed at them through the small service hatch and watched as they got punched by the beam which cleared the corridor … Azazel glided in and knelt down pulled a pad off his armour and plugged it in … down below Lilithiel gazed up to where he’d gone “Does he ever get tired ?” … Samael shook his head “No … though i have seen him fight in his sleep!” … He turned “Medics ? Clear the field!” he shouted then pointed “They’re launching darts !” 

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the retaking of bridges nutcase style … the war of the voice (The shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkeness continued … 

Samael dived behind an earthbank as several of the Nishim hunter brigades who joined them on the assault of the islands rose into the air firing down at the barricades upon the fortified bridge grav vehicles that had been caught retreating during its original capture had been overturned and used as ramparts by the shocktroopers who were busy setting up mortars above him the Nishim were firing multiple volleys of laser arrows and the grenade arrows which acted as anti vehicle artillery … they were light winged these Nishim teleporting in and out of returning fire and those incredible circular bows attached to their outer arms spun quick as they fired volley after volley down and moved back in formation to reload … Azazel peered over the bank ducked as the lazer cannon fired directly at his head “DAMN THINGS GOT AN ARMOURED ROOF !” he shouted above the explosions … Lilithiel switched her phase button stood up and raised her binoculars to her eyes it was getting dark but there were a lot of mental anti telepath shields shimmering and that made mindsight difficult “Twenty seven crew thirty on the barricade about a hundred crouched down under hand held shimmer shields behind and then the bridge is clear for about half the river … there’s some asshole wiring explosives to the bridge though.” … Az looked up at her “Hypothesis … if we just phase fly over the bridge and attack from behind with this ?” He held up his anti tank cannon … She shrugged “Be my guest.” and sat down unphased and pulled a food bar out of her pocket and started chewing it thoughtfully … Az grunted “Volunteers ? Too me .. on my mark one go!” … And he was up in the air … and gone … Samael stared at the rest of the troops “Volunteers ?” He asked “That’s voluntary sir.” Said the second in command with a big grin “And he’ll be ok have seen him survive worse than that!” … Samael grinned “Ok … well the moment that thing blows up get ready to launch … that’s not voluntary.” The second grinned “Right you are sir i’m very glad you specified that!” grinning like a maniac … Above the bridge Azazel glided dodging laser shot the wildly swivelling Cannon and dived down landing in a forward roll which turned into a slide as he swivelled round on his heated armour raised the anti tank laser cannon fired and blew up the barricade at the land end of the bridge and swivelled round again and shot ten volleys down the length of the bridge just above ground height watched as Shocktroopers shimmer shields barricades and armoured laser cannon turret simultaneously blew up caught fire ran around screaming fell off the bridge scattered to escape the shots and got punched off their feet mid teleport by arrows coming the other way then smashed into a shocktrooper running behind him grabbed him threw him over the edge of the bridge and bounced as he hit the barricade at speed blinked as thirty guns pointed at his head “Any chance of a mead ?” he asked politely … “This armour’s a bit hot!” However … a shout from the still exploding scene behind them said very clearly “DROP YOUR FUCKING WEAPONS!” … Azazel grinned “And give me some mead!” 

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Tevunah … battle of Binah … the war of the voice (the shallow sea) the convergence … love in the gathering darkness continued … 

it was maybe twenty four standard galactic hours ago when the Second prime planetary system of Tevunah was encountered by the first fleets of the Judge’s invasion and the fighting had been ferocious … Tzaphkiel had led the Aralim fleets into the outer solar system inferno in a twisting cascade of a firefight but seige ships had plunged into the atmosphere from counter manoeuvre jumpspace leaps and Uriel was now stood next to Lucifer-helel; Michael and Oriel watching from the city walls as Azazel; Lilithiel and Samael led the first assault against the ground troops who’d been securing the orchard laden plains between the twin rivers of Imma’s drift and setting up landing sites for their artillery ships … as Partzufim fighter darts bombarded the embarkation areas around the base of the huge towering seige ship which had pierced the ground and now sat like a monolithic multiple winged arrow all safe behind its shields … the explosions on the ground were definitely hampering the enemy’s efforts to unload the heavy duty seige tanks and guns but What Michael couldn’t figure out was why the siege ship hadn’t used its built in artillery barrages since although the garden city was shielded and its sinuous tall tree like carved walls with their overhanging stone branches where hanging vines flowed down to the ground and the jungle platforms that grew on the lower trunks of the stone carved walls wouldn’t stand up to such a barrage whereas any attempt now the gates were locked to clamber up the kilometre thick walls whose insides were a mass of maze like cavern streets which led inwards towards the sculptural architectural grandeur of the first ring of the city of trees where spires flew tall in curved shapes with trees growing sometimes at right angles from dome shaped rooves and cliff like precipitous waterfalls fell from angled glass buildings and crystal twists pointed diagonally to any one of the thirty habitable moons above … which were also under siege would be like fighting across a mountain range so large was the city one of only three upon the world of Tevunah Home to the University of Immael and also on the outer walls and through the grand orchards and dusky little farmsteads around the current battlefields the Nashim the eleem guards whose sword dances were a famed martial art in their red ochre armour and face paints and their peculiar circular bows had proved deadly efficient in stopping the enemy from crossing the river … unusual for a prime world legion the nashim were all Immae (mothers) with families no eloi could join though some eleoi could the rule was that they had to carry a child birth it and raise it before becoming a nashim hunter and sword dancer … Michael pointed and Raguel came over to him “What ?” he asked … “There Az has captured the two island towers … those are legion flags that means the bridges will fall soon we should concentrate air fire on the immediate area just beyond the bridges let them create the breach !” 

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flowsong companion notes 

the convergence : a moment in time when the history of everything could be changed for better or worse 

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as author i am currently tempted since this story began in the future where the time fracture had happened and the war of the voice had been fought for ten thousand and then twenty years to continue chronicling the fall of the Ed’enese civilization which locks both young and older ressurected Hope up in the prison of two books and sets her future and their current recent past in stone … but also I am tempted to say hey this is it this her adventure right … this is the chance for Hope to change everything and undo all the manipulations of time changing reality completely … but knowing about time … we all know both happen because every possible variation exists … which is what makes writing a story in a reality like the flowsong reality fun … i could get away with exploring both outcomes and a few more besides because multidimensionality doesn’t produce linear time it produces flux change distortion and paradoxical curves which solve themselves and multiple outcomes … 

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flowsong companion notes

El’o’ah is an ancient word which is in the elohim language of the story the feminine version of the name Elyah in Ed’enese civilization dialect … for want of a better name we can call the universe sized multiculture of the shallow sea Elohim the Ed’enese civilization since it was the prime worldship capital …in the same way we can call the pre starphon hive era the Ma’chenese civilization as Ma’chen was at that time the prime worldship capital … Eloah and Elyah can be pronounced in various ways since el can be al or il eu or ea or a … in sophia’s time eloah would have been aoah and elyah would have been ayah on tilthion it would have been eaoah and eayah on ma’chen iloah and ilyah amongst some offshoots of the ed’enese civilization these names would be aloah and allah … and there are other phonetic alterations … through time from origin a simple esher sound transformed into many new letters and because of these transformations born of dialect one name became many names a becomes y becomes v becomes w .. so eloah elyah and all of its transformations through to allah aloah and yaweh asherah and ava eva and anu ana in their cultures are the same names whose original is possibly lost in the mists of time like all names of the great ancestor of them all … amongst elohim it is an honour to be called by the name of the great ancestor of them all … there are hermaphrodite variations of these names too since all elohim names come with three versions anyway for example ava eva aevea abba imma aimba etc … allarmayan has its roots deep in the time of origin whence a would mean source lla and ma meant father and mother modern abba and imma r would indicate marriage and yan first born and that which is one so literal translation ‘of the source by father mother first born of the one’ would be the meaning of Allarmayan which when applied to symbolic translation means “starfooted one” (of the source = star) (by father mother first born = root =footed) (one=one) 

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