It starts to way up
Below the blue'n'gray misty sky
It's cannot reach the beaches
But going up to thousand inches
V.R.
When the Earth split in two its core became visible. The Immense core. The hot-and-red. United. All the sinners of the Earth were proportionally spaced throughout the core. We could see the immense suffering of humanity, the atrocities of war, the destruction of the environment and everything that had gone so terribly wrong. The sins of the world were spread out, burning brightly, a painful reminder of the horrors that we had inflicted upon each other.
Sinners were bound by the one endless burning chain. Each link of the chain was about the size of each sinner's neck therefore these links obediently embraced them. They had no chance to move. Long and painful days and nights are passed, but the Priestess is still didn't arrive. All the sinners knew: when the Earth falls apart, the heavens will open to their eyes - bright and azure - completely opposite to the black flame that burned them. Gorgeous Virgin Priestess... Their hopes and prayers directed toward her as their only salvation and respite from the burning flames that encompassed them. They all knew that the Earth had fallen apart, and that a bright and azure light would soon be upon them, a light that promised salvation and grace upon their weary souls. They imagined her presence as the soft and gentle breeze, as she walk toward them to deliver them from their torments.
She is the Mistress of these Heavens and of the all earthly expanses.
The only one who could release the core from the Earth flesh to get personally acquainted with general appearance of the sufferers sticking around the core. Finally She rose above them. Sinners didn't dare even to look up, 'cause they were too insignificant and unworthy underneath her. They knew they were worthless, they were destined to burn to ashes in their unworthiness. The sinners trembled beneath the presence of the powerful, almighty Mistress of these Heavens and of the all earthly expanses. They were mere dirt to her, unworthy of even looking up as she towered above them.
The Virgin Priestess raised her phantom palm up and its shadow captured the entire Earth's core.
All the sinners plunged into darkness, but at the same time this darkness was so sweet-and-blessed for them... For the moment, they were involved by the haze of a bliss. A bliss that they didn't feel for a long-long time of torment in the Underworld. When she started to speak many sinners just disappeared in the dark, but some were filled with inner strength and inspiration, knowing that this was their chance for redemption and forgiveness.
[which were specifically noted by the Priestess attention]
It began to thunder and a strong wind blew. But the sinners had nowhere to go as their chain lay motionless for the centuries. It was as if the chain was its own being, and had been faithfully dedicated to its task. Just as the sinners were chained, the chain itself was tightly chained to the core like a long, endless, burning stream, and it was such a connection that would ultimately lead to salvation and forgiveness.
"Everybody get up! How could you, miserable lawless, apply for permission to enter the Kingdom of Heaven? You don't even have a shadow or a ghost of what you've done." A furious and divine laughter broke out, from which a part of the sinners didn't survive and were self-destructed forever. The survived sinners watched in sheer terror and horror as their "fellow" sinners disappeared, leaving behind nothing but a charred trace of their mortal remains. Their fear and panic escalated as they realized that an alike fate could befall them at any moment. This was their final chance to prove their worthiness to enter the kingdom of heaven, and they could not afford to fail. "Oh yes, how could I forget - you are just slaves, lamentable prisoners, dirty inhabitants of purgatory! You belong to this place, it has swallowed you up and you have nowhere to go. It's your guardianship, your roof. You are neither flesh nor spirit. You are in the void and you are nothing. Nothing at all. You can't have any shadow, any ghost." Priestess laughter tore apart the thunderclouds again and again. The Priestess' harsh words left no room for doubt; she would be merciless with each sinner, and they would be forced to face the full wrath of their own actions. The sinners heard her words of warning and knew that they can't up against an immovable force of justice. "Remember: I'll be merciless with each of you, and with this phrase I will begin every infernal liturgy at which none other than you will bury your sins and other vile earthly deeds."
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They who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will they not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?
Romans 8:32
A huge ship rushes and bends its sails. Sinners like out of habit got on their knees, bowing their heads low above the Earth [or the Earth bends over them bearing witness to this spectacle, and it was a sight that filled the sinners with both fear and awe].
"How dare you live so mean and reckless? My Son... My favourite and only one died for your sins, for your selfishness! Before subjecting him to cruel torment you took away his shelter and the last crumbs of bread, forcing him to wander around the world. You remember it well." The sinners could feel the intensity and ferocity of her words, her anger and grief. She was reminding them of the injustice that had been done. "Your time has arrived. You don't deserve to be even here. Only dirty shadows are left of you. Your "power" is already running out which sincerely pleases me. You are passive with no personality, no consciousness. All your insignificant past stories have long been erased from the cine-film. Everyone is doomed to the United Execution no matter who you were. Forget all!" The devilish laughter burst out again, resonating throughout the unshakable space of Non-Being. "And there is no need to contact me. Better keep it to yourself 'till you get a punch in the nose. I'm sick and tired of torturing you with these hellish excruciations everytime, but revenge is still in full swing. Your happiness was to live your life knowing that God is unfair. If He were fair He would have destroyed you at the very first time seeing how pathetic you are, He would burn you to ashes without even waiting for Judgment Day. You deserved it. It's all over soon. You are definitely lucky, convicts. While you're floating on this Astral plane, which has become familiar to you, all that remains for you is to wait until the last strength runs out in order to dissolve in the Astral and disappear forever. Time is eternal. Only you freaks aren't eternal. No way, you still didn't understand anything! Your dead existence on Earth was just one of the life forms. Everything was given to you: a shell, vital energy... everything that you needed for a decent life on Earth. You all been sent as messiahs. The only thing wasn't given to you - the goal of the flight. You had to find it yourself. No one has ever achieved the goal. You haven't found the purpose of life nor the meaning of life, so then you haven't found peace either. That's why you huddle here, you vile reptiles, slippery brainless creatures! You must have been taught in your colonies and boarding schools to be monkeys, to live like wild animals in the jungle and think that you can get away with it. I assure you: it's not. And even if you are still not convinced that the Earth is not the center of the universe, so be it. Let it be so, because I'll punish you right here, on this Earth' fire. On fire, the culprits of which are none other than yourselves. Why did God make you masters of nature? Although no, we even should stop here without finishing the sentence: why did God make you?! That's all.
I advise you to remember: there are exactly 7 days left. In seven days the loving God created the world with his loving hands, in the same way cruel me will destroy it. If I want to. No, I won't destroy, kidding. Fortune kissed you once again, little asps. During these 7 days of course most of you will irresistibly sink into oblivion, however individual groups of prisoners will move to higher mental planes. Didn't expect it, right? I see many wondered spirits now. But also no less frightened. Even many times more. Justice will still prevail. I'll take care of you, my little ones, I'll figure out what to do with you, trust your Mother. Tomorrow's dawn I'll lead a patrol of my adepts and together we'll begin the selection process. And now everyone to the quarry, you bastards!"
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High Priestess and the sinners
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