The Grymwyre of Atlantean Spells

[AquarianM]

Grymwyre Of Atlantean Spells

Mejik is a fascinating thing. It feeds on belief. Anyone's belief. If something inside a person can twist in just the right way,
reach a certain angle of viewpoint, and see the universe in a certain way, the universe can find it easier to follow the viewpoint than all the viewpoints in the past.

When it comes to conflicting beliefs, that's when things can get interesting. Sometimes, they get academically interesting, like a text book question. At other times, they're more like the ancient Chinese curse - "may you live in interesting times." Something like the times the Earth is passing through now, but I digress.

There are earlier times in human history, forgotten times. Times with scattered clues all about us, yet so distant as to be like fragments caught in the amber of a hillside that only seems natural, or where a customary gesture comes from. We don't know why we have certain little rituals about us, they've just always been. Or so it would seem.

Wouldn't it be interesting indeed if we could look back into those distant ages and vanished cultures, possibly even civilizations? If we had a mejik mirror that saw the distant past and let it fill our vision now, today. What secrets might we learn?

Perhaps, we might just look inside, and the mirror is right there, when our eyes are closed, piecing the clues we have into sections of a subconscious puzzle - illuminating areas no one else has seen.

Soon, it will be time to begin those explorations, and I will bring them to the pages of this grymwyre like candles from the darkest corners of the night.

First, though, I must walk the land of djriems. Only in that place might I find the matches to light such candles to glowing.

I shall soon return.

AquarianM

The Blood Rose Of Atlantis

Many people today believe that vampires originated in a land called Transylvania. Certainly vampires today welcome that belief. In fact, like many spells and curses, the curse of vampirism originates in ancient Atlantis. Modern vampires prefer this to remain unknown because such ignorance allows them to use their raw power without the vulnerability of conscience or feeling.

Modern vampirism is a bastardization of a powerful spell used in lost Atlantis to create its most feared and respected soldiers to enforce the rule of the Atlantean Council and the Grym Whizzyrd, leader of the Council. Vampirism is a bastardization by omission, caused by its Transylvanian originator only finding half the spell. It is a result of ignorance, and because of that ignorance, it serves the purposes of the archetypal Satanic Entity rather than its intended higher purpose of creating Keepers of Order.

The Blood Rose of Atlantis is the second half of the transformation process necessary to create a true Vampiric Court, or Court Crimson, as this order's name would translate in modern languages.

Here, I will reveal the Blood Rose of Atlantis, and give an historical example of its use, as devised and employed by the first Grym Whizzyrd of Atlantis.

The Blood Rose of Atlantis is employed once a vampire is created. Its effect is to cause vampires to regain their human emotion and feeling, and conscience. It returns to a vampire its connection to its soul, and therefore its connection to all souls and the laws of spirituality, such as Karma, Dharma, and suchlike. A vampire to whom this spell is gifted also regains its ability to sustain life through eating and drinking ordinary foods and renders a spiritual alternative to the energies of human blood available through the Universal Source. This means that the vampire no longer requires human blood to survive, nor is it vulnerable to sunlight any longer.

Vampires under the laws of the Blood Rose of Atlantis are still subject to death by a wooden stake through the heart, decapitation, or fire. No longer, however, need said vampire fear the sun nor holy water, nor the burning touch of the universal symbol of the Christ archetypal entity. (The cross and the Universal Spirit that it represents are as old as time and more.) They are rendered in service of the Light rather than the Dark by this spell.

For this reason, I must return this spell to current knowledge rather than leave it lost in the mists of forgotten history. It is my duty as a Whizzyrd of Light.

Required Materials:

1.A single flawless ruby of one carat or larger. (Used to focus Universal Light and shine it eternally into the heart of the undead.)
2.Five one carat or larger rose quartz crystals. (Used to gather Universal Light and feed it into the ruby focus.)
3.One pint of the Blood of the Christ Spirit. (Used to replace the blood a rose-less vampire requires to live. I believe it may be possible to use wine converted to Eucharist in Christian worship ceremonies, but were I wrong, the results could be deadly for whomever attempts to place the Blood Rose of Atlantis upon the vampire.)
4.Pure silver of sufficient quantity to set the Blood Rose of Atlantis and allow its permanent placement upon the body of the vampire to be treated.
5.Five drops of cord-blood from a virgin birth. (This gives residual merikal energy to the spell.)
6.Seven drops of the juices of desire from seven virgins, collected while they were in the unfulfilled throes of desire for their heart's true love. (To replace the passion the vampire lost in becoming undead.)

Procedure:

On a night when the Seven Sisters are surrounding Jupiter, then the flower may be grown. By starlight and moonlight the ruby and quartz already cut are laid in silver in the shape of a flower.

Behind the ruby in the setting, place the love throes of seven virgins mixed with the blood of innocent birth. These must be sealed within the center of the flower, its nectar, the tone of the energies it shall play upon the undead.

The flower is then inscribed upon its setting with the symbol of life and the symbol of the Peacemaker, and also the symbol of the Mother of All. This is done with concentrated moon and starlight, heating the silver just enough to lay in these runes.

The ruby, the heart of the Blood Rose of Atlantis, is the last piece set. As it is laid in place, the Whizzyrd recites the Oath of Service over the budded flower, ending with the intonation of Anahkh.

Seven silver bells and five golden are pealed at once by twelve disciples of the Whizzyrd, exactly and perfectly at the moment Anahkh is uttered.

The budded flower is then allowed to bask in only moonlight and starlight each night for twelve years. Upon the exact night the twelve years are fulfilled, the flower-maker shall open its blossom to the red rays of the sun's birth at the exact moment of morning in the East. At this moment will be heard the echo of the twelve peals in one.

Immediately enclose the Blood Rose of Atlantis in darkened silk in a cedar box. Store it such until its placement upon the vampire.

At the moment of next dawn, open the cairn of the vampire to the first rays of morning, and immediately lay the Blood Rose of Atlantis over the burning vampire's heart. Leave the cairn open to the sunlight until nothing remains but the undead ash and the Blood Rose of Atlantis. Close the cairn immediately.

Take the cairn to the steps of the closest temple of the Peacemaker, arranging it to face the sun. There, all the priests of the Peacemaker must perform the rites of birth over the cairn, ending at dawn precisely. As the last note of the rite perishes in the first ray of dawnlight, open the cairn.

The reborn vampire will step forth into the morning sun, no longer pale nor pallid, but flush with the rosy hue of life. He or she will now break bread and share water and wine with the Sons of Man as a brother. By moonlight and by sunlight they shall live. They shall bathe in the Mother's waters and breathe the Father's air exactly as does Man, Whale, or Dolphin. They shall father or bear children, and love them as does any parent. They shall know every passion, pain, and hope of human life. They shall be known as vampires of the Court Crimson, and live among men as friends and allies.

Being vampires already, the Court Crimson are immune to the bite and other powers of undead vampires.

The vampires' trick of not appearing in mirrors does not fool them. They know to look just beyond the mirrors' field of view where the vampire's reflection has been shifted by mejik. They are themselves able to work such spells themselves, simply through an act of will.

Should an undead vampire turn to mist and try to flee in shadowed breezes, the Court Crimson can smell the faint scent of the undead and follow it in its own draft.

Were an undead vampire to become a bat and attempt to fly away, the Court Crimson can become a nighthawk and seize the undead in its powerful talons.

If the undead vampire attempts the guise of a wolf, the warrior of the Court Crimson becomes a lion and rends the undead wolf completely.

However, should one of the Court Crimson bite an undead vampire in the fashion vampires are wont to do, the undead vampire will immediately burst into eldritch blue flames, and turn to ash upon the spot. The next morning, the ashes will spring back to life, subject to the spell of the Blood Rose of Atlantis, and subservient to the Court Crimson agent that caused its painful rebirth.

Perhaps now you understand why modern vampires choose to let the world remain in ignorance of the Blood Rose of Atlantis, and the Court Crimson. You must also realize that I make no friends of the undead in revealing these ancient mysteries.

An Historical Example of the Use of the Blood Rose of Atlantis:

To be revealed soon...

*Note: This is the opening chapter, in part, of a full-length fiction novel I will be writing. The Grymwyre of Atlantean Spells will consist of a series of spells followed by a short story of its usage. This novel will set the stage for a series of fantasy novels set in various time periods. I will be blogging and podcasting teasers at grymwyre2.blogspot.com/ - with for-sale e-book, print book, and audio book versions available at lulu.com - I will sell each chapter as it is completed at a low cost and then the full novel once complete.*

[Elle Rush]

I am certainly intrigued! This has a fantastic base and beginning and the premise is one that holds a lot of appeal for me. I have long been fascinated with the battles between light and darkness/ good vs. evil... it is more evident and true the longer we live.
This is awesome. I can't wait to keep reading!
Will there be focused character(s) and events? Exciting start!!!
Enjoy your cigar & fresh coffee... that's what I need! This is the first Saturday night I've been home & not playing a gig in months! Funny, but the less I do the more tired I am?
This is super awesome. I am proud of you and look forward to reading in it's entirety. I have a lot of questions...lol (go figure) and any help I can offer, of course you know I am here and always willing to help in any way I can. It's truly marvelous! KEEP AT IT & FINISH IT! I can't tell you how many I have started, put down and they collect dust for years. I'm not gonna let you do that here. This is a story that needs to be told. GO WRITE IT!!

[AquarianM]

'Elle - thank you, I'm like, WOW, I didn't know it would get that enthusiastic a response. Believe me, i have no intentions of letting this collect dust whatsoever. I'm in the middle - well first 3rd of a book describing Atlantis by Shirley Andrews, who has had a life-long fascination with it. She draws on geological, archaeological, mythological, and psychic sources such as Edgar Cayce to paint a vivid inference of what and where Atlantis was.

I intend to use her reference on Atlantis as the basis or backdrop of much of this work.

My intention is to lay out each spell as you see here, and then tell a story of how that spell was used in ancient Atlantis. You will see characters alright. Some very interesting ones. For a peek at the Shirley Andrews book I'm reading this week, look here:

www.amazon.com/Atlantis-Insights-Civilization-Shirley-Andrews/dp/156718023X/ref=sr_1_2/103-3147564-5741402?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1188237133&sr=8-2

[AquarianM]

Additional links -

Direct mp3 link to part 1 audio: www.archive.org/download/TheBloodRoseOfAtlantis-ChapterOne/Bloodrose00001.mp3

Podcast feed: feeds.feedburner.com/TheGrymwyreOfAtlanteanSpells

Blog: grymwyre2.blogspot.com/

Please forward these links if you know someone who loves fantasy fiction.

[AquarianM]

An Historical Example of the Use of the Blood Rose of Atlantis:

Approximately one thousand years before the final destruction of Atlantis, the last of the Court Crimson fell to attack by Meji of the Black Arts, known as the Negichaei.


The Negichaei were primarily of the black race of Man. There were exceptions, especially when it was of strategic value to make exceptions, however.


While the black men of Atlantis were primarily peaceful and contributed greatly to Atlantean culture and history, like all the races of Man, there were those among them in positions of wealth and power who sought to maintain or improve their vast fortunes. The Negichaei were the same sort of secret society, much as the Illuminati of modern times are believed to be.


The black people of Atlantis were primarily renowned for their fantastic abilities in mining and grand works of monolithic architecture. The two sets of skills go hand-in-hand. Incredible architectural skill in the times of Atlantis made underground mining much safer than it is even in modern times, and cave-ins were rare, excepting at the advancing mine head. Without their skills, much of Atlantean civilization would have been impossible. These people were also well-revered for their clever and even brilliant sense of humor.


The mine head was a dark, dirty, dangerous place to work. With few exceptions, those who risked their lives at the mine face were conscripted as a punishment for criminal activities the Atlanteans could not rehabilitate, even with their long-forgotten skills of the mind. Either that, or they were those of very poor birth who had little other choice to earn their existence.


All who worked the mine face were paid reasonable wages, even if they weren't their voluntarily. The wages of conscripts were given to their families, who were often as victimized by the behavior of the conscripts as their actual victims. Those who were poor and chose to work the mine face made enough to reasonably support their families, and also educate their children in useful trades. This was the result of long-standing traditions the Atlanteans had of caring for one another as a society in general.


Many who worked the mines on a voluntary basis were even able to move up into better positions and retire successfully. Such work was dangerous, but not an automatic death sentence by any means. These folk were well-respected as having worked their way up in society.


The conscripts, however, were another matter entirely. They were never trustworthy, honest people to begin with. Therefore they were given the most dangerous work, and this situation required a class of enforcement personnel in the mines who were capable of dealing with persons both corrupted by nature and often capable of various forms of mejik.


The mine operators, often powerful members of the Negichaei, were thus always working and struggling with the problems of keeping qualified enforcers willing to work at the mine face. This was a costly and difficult aspect of operating the mines, as you would expect. It is this situation which created both the need for, and ironically, the downfall of the Court Crimson.


Our example then lies in the story of one such mine operator, a powerful Negichaei known as Devistan.


Devistan operated a mine in the far Eastern area of the main island of Atlantis, near where modern Europe lies today, and just across the Atlantic ocean from it, at the end of a string of islands that led to the European mainland. This mine was known and famous as the Cradle of the Red Sunlight, and it was a very old mine. Its main product was a metal known as orichalcum, otherwise known as the red gold of Atlantis.


Orichalcum, the red gold of Atlantis, was prized both for its beauty and its utility. Said to gleam like sunlight in the early morning, orichalcum also possessed qualities of excellent durability and hardness, and was able to serve as a channel for mejikal forces when utilized in the proper manner. It was also believed to help energize and sustain the body when used in eating utensils and fine table ware.


Orichalcum was used in many ways throughout Atlantean society, and the Cradle of the Red Sun was the oldest and greatest of three mines producing it. The mine had provided orichalcum for Atlantis for over two thousand years, and its rich vein showed no signs of playing out. Devistan's ancestors had been the first to discover orichalcum and mine it. They also operated several manufacturing houses that produced goods and art works of the red gold.


It should be known that Devistan's family did not own the mine or manufacturing operations. All land and natural materials in Atlantis were owned by the government, and controlled by one of the Twelve Kings of Atlantis. Still, Devistan's family had for centuries operated the mine successfully for the Eastern province, and their heirs had long been trained in the necessary skills to do so. As long as things continued to operate smoothly, no Atlantean King would have reason or desire to disrupt these operations.


Personal possessions, however, such as finished goods, tools, artworks, and other items could, however, be owned by Atlantean citizens and passed down through inheritance. Only if a family died out with no heir did such items revert to State ownership.


Taxation in Atlantis was in the form of a portion of finished goods produced by the manufacturing operations owned by the State and operated by Atlantean families. One tenth of all such production went to the State for sale or use as a King or his royal designates saw fit. Thus taxation was a limited drag on the Atlantean economy and yet sufficient to perform the necessary functions of the Atlantean States. The other nine-tenths of production were used to sustain manufacturing and the remainder of Atlantean society. This was a strong and stable arrangement that lasted thousands of years.


Alluvea was the name of the region of Atlantis where the Cradle of the Red Sun was located. It was close geographically to the principle city of Atlantis, just in the Eastern foothills of the mountains and roughly two hundred miles North of the city. Alluvea swept down from the foothills of the mountains to the edge of the sea in the East. Its Southern border was close to the mine, and it was beautiful country. It was somewhat dry and cool, as the prevailing winds were from the West, and mostly blocked by the mountains. Irrigation from mountain streams fed its croplands, and fine wines were produced there.


The Cradle of the Red Sun ran beneath the Earth from halfway up Mount Alluveath, reaching well into the foothills and branching out in many directions. Other veins of valuable mineral, metal, and crystal were followed in these branches, but none came close to matching the Red Heart, the massive vein of orichalcum that was so famed among the mining families.


The entry to the Cradle was said to be a wonder to behold. One climbed the flank of Mount Alluveath, a steaming old volcano that reached far into the skies. Ancient lava flows directed the course of the road up the mountain, which was as wide and sturdily built as any modern highway in our time. The lava rock excavated from the path the road followed was used to fill in the three vast docks of the Trident, the main port of Alluvea directly East of the Cradle.


Marker posts along this roadway were gilded in orichalcum, and gleamed in the light of the rising sun to the East, making the trip especially spectacular in morning hours. The signs appeared like flashes of sun fire at regular intervals on both sides of the massive roadway.


On each side of the roadway, massive walls of perfectly cut basalt rock lined the path. They were nearly four stories tall, and ensured that no traffic entered or left the road except at its ends. The only way off the Red Road were an occasional stairway to either side, suitable for people to walk single-file. In the top of each wall was a tunnel shielded by massive blocks of basalt, an escape path in the event that Mount Alluveath should erupt again.


Within the walls were the homes of the miners and the shops that repaired vehicles that occasionally broke down on their endless trips to and from the Cradle. Some small shops made implements and tools for daily life and for the miners' tools. Each home or shop had its own entrances to both the Red Road and the escape tunnels in the tops of the walls.


The Red Road stretched all the way from the entrance to the Cradle to the sea port of Trident, where it fanned wide in a protective embrace of the port. Massive gates of red stone fifty feet thick were constructed at the point where the walls flared open to surround the port. These gates were opened and closed as needed by means of a mejik spell known only to Devistan or his trusted lieutenants. Upon the inner and outer faces of the red gates were inlaid runes of warding in the ancient mejikal language of Atlantis, able to be read only by Adepts or Meji. These protective runes were gilded with orichalcum and set with powerful crystals that braced the walls and gates with both mejikal and solar energies. It was whispered that anything or anyone touching the closed gates would turn to ash as surely as if they or it had fallen into the mouth of Mount Alluveath and the forge of Vulken.


Other, lesser stone gates were set into the walls and could be closed at various points along the Red Road trapping any invader in kill zones as they tried to approach the mines, or blocking the flow of lava should Vulken send a river of fire stone down from the mount.


Halfway up the Red Road, a vast temple of the Peacemaker straddled the road and its massive walls. The temple was able to host a thousand priests, and both the Peacemaker's and Vulken's priests resided in this temple. Side-by-side the acolytes of both Gods lived and performed their duties. The altar of the Peacemaker was set facing East toward the rising sun, at the top of winding stairs at the highest peak of the temple, seeming to touch the sky. The altar of Vulken was another matter, however. It was set at the highest point upon the rim of the crater of Mount Alluveath itself, and reachable only by a narrow path leading from the end of the Red Road to the summit.


As one finally came upon the entrance to the Cradle, they saw massive works of cut stone that formed the dual entrance to the mine itself. The stoneworks were polished to a gleaming, lustrous finish and set with many runes and crystals, precious gems of great power, and a spider web of orichalcum runes. Incredibly massive doors were set able to swing shut upon Devistan's order, enabling the mine to be sealed with a power only the Atlantean King might hope to breach., or a powerful God.


The mine had two entrances, one large from which all traffic entered and left, and a second, smaller tunnel which was empty of any motion, with one fantastic exception. A massive fan of circular shape, crafted of solid gleaming orichalcum and set with many glowing crystals spun in the tunnel just past the immense doorway. A constant stream of hot, steamy air blew from this tunnel, and it was this that was the lungs of the great mine. A great stone wall between the two tunnels directed the exhaust away from the Red Road and off to the flank of the volcano, where it rose to join Vulken's Breath – the steam from Mount Alluveath's great peak.


This is the backdrop in which is set the story of both the rise and the fall of the Court Crimson, here at the feet of Vulken.


To be continued...

[Elle Rush]

Fantastic! I have seen and reada bit about lost Atlantis- fascinating subject & intriguing backdrop for such tales.
Magic is another of my favorite subjects... I want to come back and read all together, I don't have much time right at this moment, but I'll stop back in a day or two to do that.
Keep at it!!!