Adventures of Angelmyst #8 New Beginnings

No matter how hard I tried I could not ignore a nagging feeling, as some would say…in my gut. Something was undone, something important.

I went back through my journals……

“The need, the desire to retrace those steps are why I have come to this place. I have spent months learning as much as I can about the comings and goings of those who come to this place. I long to find the way back up to the Cleft, through the tunnels. The way Ghen and Atrus came down. After hearing of Ghen, and his journey with young Atris to the city of the D’ni, I feel I have to retrace their steps.”

That was it!!!

I still have not completed my original adventure. I have been down in the Caves…up ,down around, over ,under, in ,out…but never THROUGH!!!

Now, with no boat, and no will to find and build one, I must start at the Cleft. That will make it much easier to follow. Can I steel my mind to not get side tracked?? I sincerely doubt it, but I will try.

I rummaged through my wardrobe and found my back pack. I had tossed it when I made it safely back from the past, and it was in need of serious refreshing. The backpack itself was too tattered to use, but I will keep it for memory’s sake. I had found that some things were not used, and decided to leave them out of the packing this time. All should go smoothly……right…?? After all…..I …know….the path…ya right!!!! I did keep a knife, and my rope, for I know myself, and my curiosity will be the death of me before anything else.

I clung to my map, determined to follow it and not get off course, for I had to accomplish this. I was driven.

A memory…..from when I had first learned of the D’ni some 16 years ago flitted through my dreams like a butterfly in a field of flowers.

I was at a train station, and the four featured destinations were all D’ni locations. There were four trains, very distinct from one another. I had not thought of this in years, what brought it to my mind now? I know I love Ercanna, and my recent trips through there stirred the thoughts of spending more time there…..but why the persistent thoughts?

I wandered through, and up to the Path of the Shell symbol….


I had been confusing Path of the Shell with Eders…the Eder door symbol, was not the Path of the Shell symbol!!!!!

Maybe this is why the nagging thoughts…something definitely was not right.

I walked …determined through the symbol….

Ercanna broke up pieces, and the mountains loomed in the distance and then starry nothingness. I felt like I was suspended in space for hours…like falling from the Bahro caves…but not.

What had happened?

What was I going to find?
Where was I going to find myself?

I looked at my KI…blank…again.

Then, after what felt like 6 or more hours, I landed….hard…in a cave, with one wall that I could see through to…what I do not know. It was not really the typical floating was on glass..ish. I walked up to it and touched the symbol. The wall changed to snowflakes. They were beautiful, symmetrical, etched black wwith gold and silver circles…and when I touched them…my hand went through.

OKAY, I was not planning on this…I was going to go to the Cleft,….I was going to retrace that path…that ever elusive PATH!!!!

Fine…I give up…one of these days I will make the trek from Cleft to City….but the adventurous spirit in me would not let that be today.

I walked through the pattern….

My Ercanna mountains stood at my feet, tall and looming…and….a train.

A Train??? From my dreams, from my age ideas….a digger,

The train that could go through, through what? Rock? Snow?

I settled in to find out what this could do. After wandering about I had no choice. There was nothing in this barren wasteland, no building, no place for shelter other than the train. I would freeze if I did not get this train working…soon.

The cars of this train lead me to believe it was used to go through rock. With two engines pushing the front digger car, it has a lot of power behind it. I can not believe that it is just powered by coal though

There are coal cars, but I can not access them.

The caboose is a living quarters of sorts, and I managed to get some heat on and find some warm clothes. I feel like a coal miner….

I decided to concentrate on getting at least one of the engines running. Something in the controls leads me to believe that they are not run by coal. They are very similar to the control room with the flat black surface I had encountered before. I went to the front car, and settled at the controls there. It seemed that there were three sets here, to run each of the engine type cars, whereas the other two engine cars just had one set of controls.

I set my hand on the surface…nothing. Why?

It was smooth, and as black as the other surfaces…maybe I needed to remove the glove.

I held my hand to the surface…I had expected it to be cold…It was not.

A scale appeared beside the black surface, and the thermostat slowly crept up…..-7….4…..16….27….32….35…36.5, 36.6, and then when it was at body temperature, I heard gears grind, and felt a slow motion of the wheels on the track…

I was moving!!!! But to where?

At this point I really did not care, I was glad that something, for once, was rather simple. I rode down the track, through the snowy cold landscape. I rode for a while, and my hand began to get a cramp. Every time I took my hand off the pad I would slow down. I wondered if the other two cars, with someone at the controls, made the train go faster. It would make sense, for I could feel that I was pulling a heavy load…and the digger was not spinning. Since I had no way to test my theory, I was content to slowly rumble down the tracks…..until I saw a dark tunnel.

NO WAY. I was not going to go into that tunnel without checking it out first.

NO WAY!!!!

I took my hand off the panel and slowed to a stop.

It did not take me long to decide to walk through the tunnel and see what was in there, or on the other side. I walked through the icy coldness, shivering at every step, partially from the cold, but mostly from fear. I noticed the tunnel, as it turned pitch black, get warmer. I walked for nearly an hour in almost total darkness, afraid to turn on a light for fear of what I would see. I saw a dim light ahead..the exit to the tunnel. As I came out I was awed with the beauty of an over grown forest, with a rocky cliff on either side of the train tracks.

Should I go back and get the train? I turned to look back at the tunnel I had exited.


I have no desire to walk through that darkness again. I will have to explore and see what is here first. Ahead the track flowed through a greenery of splendor. It was quiet, too quiet.

In all of this greenery there should be some life. Birds should be singing. Okay, now I have sufficiently creeped myself out. Why was it so quiet?? I had no explanation, but I was going to enjoy the quiet and beauty of this tunneled track.

I finally exited the over growth to a rocky, overgrown cliff. The train track curved around several twists and then exited to an abandoned train car.
It was completely overgrown and dilapidated, but still so beautiful.

The warming temperatures prompted the removal of the warm clothes I had donned in the engine train car, and so I decided to leave them in this caboose train for safe keeping. I would need them if I were to take this trek back to the train engine.

Up to this point nothing seemed Dn’i ish. …except for the initial fact that I had linked here, I would think I was any where on earth. As I went into the caboose I was met with a shock. The inside was immaculate and clean, and new. had I stepped back in time??? again???

I looked out the windows, but could see….nothing. Although bright sunshine filtered through the windows, when I looked out all I could see was white nothingness.

So…now what?????

I realized how tired I was, and although I was in puzzlement over my situation I decided that this was as good of a place as any…better than most, to get some sleep. I found a pillow, a foam mat, and some blankets in the seat storage, made a bed and lay down for a much needed rest.

Dreams…fitful, detailed dreams kept me from getting much rest. The same places I had just been through, except they were new, bright, alive. Like the inside of this caboose. I am wondering if I need to do something to make it so…wonder….the clothes I had brought from the engine train with me into the caboose……

I had to test my theory. I took the clothes, and went out of the caboose. I left the clothes back on the track, and went into the caboose….

It was as I would have expected in the first place…old, rundown.

So, having something from the beginning of the trek down the tracks, changed things here, but as I compared the changes, I noticed…it was as if the old was renovated, not like the new looking was original. So bringing the train through will…”renovate” this area??? How is that for quick gardening and landscaping? I have to try my theory.

I went back through the tunnels…almost at a run. I shone a small light at my feet to see where I was going, but dared not look around. The train has a light…I will be able to see, as I come through in the safety of the train….but what will I see??? What differences will there be?

This time…I WANT to change things…..because of my dream I feel I must.

I positioned myself at the controls and the train moved oh so slowly, but I started through the tunnel….It was not at all as I expected.

There was no hint of either end’s landscape. It was just a lit, cement-like tube…but as I rode the train through I did feel the temperature rise, to match the warmer climate on the other side.

When I exited the tunnel, I could see the change immediately. Things were not overgrown and wild, and the birds flitted through the trees.

I went to the place where the train car had stood, and there it pristine condition, with the inside as immaculate as I had seen it.

With all of the activity I found myself tired, and I wanted to take a nap, but my curiosity to explore this area, was too much to ignore

I followed the track for about an hour, and then as I rounded a bend, the scene changed….fall foliage covered the trees, and the ground was colored with fallen leaves, also the birds had stopped singing. I decided that the hour walk back to the train was too much. I wanted to see what lay ahead without the changes that could come with bringing the train through. I continued to walk on.

The way became disheveled again, old, and broken. Should I go back?? No…I wanted to see what this place looked like, in it’s present condition. I kept walking…hoping for some place to take a rest soon, as I was getting very tired. I passed a few paths that led off the track. I would have to explore them!!!

Then…..the scene before me changed at the next bend……to a vast open field….fall fell away, and a storm brewing on the horizon that loomed far in the distance.

Nothing to be seen for miles and miles….No way there was a place to get any rest. I decided to take one of the paths that led off the tracks.

This path led through a beautiful arbor of sorts, and then came out at a small lake.

A plank bridge spanned the water and led to a small cabin. Oh good, a place to rest!!! Putting aside any thought of danger, any fears, for everything seemed quiet, and peaceful, I headed to the cabin……..AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

If you know me at all, you know what the scream was all about.AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH….and the yell could have continued, for what seemed to be an endless amount of time….I was falling….Before I got to the cabin the walkway and cabin disappeared and I fell away, into nothingness. It was like when I was looking out of the new caboose windows. Was it that I had ventured too far into the old setting, and I had not gotten the train through with me to do a reset???

I may never know, but I finally ‘landed’, if you can call it that. It was more like I linked…and was standing here…looking at a very odd building/rock..umm..what was this???

It looked to be carved out of a solid boulder, and it sat all alone on the crest of this hill. I walked around it from a distance. No sound was heard, and no sign of life. I finally mustered the courage to venture up and peek in a window. No one. I tried the door that was at the backside of the ‘house’, and it made a noise like a mill stone grinding grain, as it, being stone as well, slid over the threshold. To my right was this set of stairs, that went to the small tower I saw from the outside.

It was also carved out of the stone, with wood steps added on top, and wooden handrails inset to the stone wall.From the tower I could see down into the valley…and what a valley!!!

It was right out of a story!!!But opposite to this ‘house’ it was full of life….I had seen someone go into the far cottage, and the sheep grazed on the hillside. I could hear voices, and could smell cooking…oh…I was hungry!!!!

I dare not venture over the hill….besides not knowing if my presence will change things, I do not know what those changes could be. he changes could be devastating. I decided to explore the inside of this rock house.

That was when I discovered……Books….many of them….. and all D’ni!!!…but not just that…they were all linking books. Two led to the trains environments I had already been through, one led to the sheep hill I had seen from the tower. Most led to beautiful, restful looking spots, and two more led to two other trains that I had not yet seen.

So…..did I stumble on a separate link to these worlds?? Which one was original?? It would seem that they were meant to be found individually, but that some point in time they had been linked, by those engineered tunnels, but by whom?

I looked at the other two train environments that I had not yet been through, on the train.

..I had left winter, and rode through to summer….I walked through to fall……mmmmmm……which of the trains is the fall train?? Or are they even seasonal. I guess I should not assume that they are, for neither of them look fallish….and the one…has the Eder symbol..but it seemed an impossibility…how?? and if I did go there…how would I get out??? Except through an Eder symbol that seems to be hovering…will it take me back to Er’canna?

Although the other train looked to be quite old and inoperable, it looked to be the safer of the two choices…if I were to go there at all.

Maybe I should just go back and ride the train through and see where I end up…but how do I go back???

Wait….I saw a book with that cabin….could I simply go back that way???

I opened the book….

There was the cabin…exactly where I had been before I took one too many steps and fell……………, if I go back……………..

Yes, I must go back. I will know how to get here again if the need arises, plus, if I ride the train all the way through, I will change things…and maybe the things I see in those books will be what are in the environments I go to with the ride through the train. Oh my!! THIS IS GETTING CONFUSING!!!

So back I go….

and here I to step back………..

Okay good. I made my way back through the area to the waiting train. It was as I had left it. Placing my hand on the panel I powered her up and headed down the track. I passed through to the fall foliage, but it was alive with birds, and all sorts of flying bugs. I stayed the course and let the train rumble on through the countryside until I came to another precise tunnel…the same as the other, and oh soooooooooooooo boring…..

I mean, I like adventure, and I like to get my adrenaline rushing a bit, but this all has my adrenaline frozen!!!

I exited the tunnel to the smell of wild flowers, a fresh cool breeze, and my hillside village….it was spring, and the baby sheep frolicked with through the fields.

It was the village I saw from the tower of the stone house, but there was no sign of the stone house. The track rambled through the area, and the sheep paid it little attention. I saw a farmer lift his gaze as I rambled by….I waved…..


They can see me, and they are not afraid!!??

Should I stop the train?

Are they expecting the train to stop?

It does not seem so. The farmer went back to his work and never paid me any more mind.

I rode on……hesitant to disrupt things, and feared to make a mistake.

The track left the village, and rumbled up through the rocky hillside.

The area looked familiar. It was the rocky ledges that I saw in the book, with the train stuck on a rock outcropping…..I slowed. In the picture there was an Eder symbol.

I looked back through my pictures, and tried to judge the time of day that the symbol is visible. The shadow is half way up the mountains with the eastern wall facing me, so it must be mid afternoon. It was 11:20 am…I had some time. I stopped the train at the spot, as close as possible that I saw the train in the book….and waited.

Where would I exit?

I wandered around and around the train…and stopped numerous times to stare at the spot the link should show….All I really wanted to do was go back to the Cleft…and follow the path of Ghen and Atrus!! Was that really too much too ask??

I love a good adventure, but the feeling like there was something,or SOMEONE!!! attempting to KEEP me from my mission was too much to ignore.

Every time I would get close….every single time….. I was met with a curve ball!

That was beginning to be crystal clear. Then I heard the sound……

I made a mad dash for the symbol that appeared. …just as I figured it would…..and linked.

I landed in Er’cana, but it was as if I had never been here. There was no sign of the symbol that I had passed through…and no sign of buddies on my KI. I had to check other things… Hood.
I was no longer a member of Cavern Events Hood.
It was a brand new hood.
I have to find out what is going on.

So people know me…but there seems to have been two other avies lurking around, but were they me? I have no remembrance of them.
NancyGrace and AngelMystII…I will have to see what is up with them.
I explored the whereabouts of the two avis…..aforementioned…..they are no where to be found…they seem to have poofed when I came back from my adventures… of me is enough!!

“A memory…..from when I had first learned of the D’ni some 16 years ago flitted through my dreams like a butterfly on a field of flowers.”

The memory…the memory….was not.
It would seem all was a dream.
I was, right as I was, before I went through the symbol in Er’cana.

So I must try again.
I MUST GET THROUGH!!! I must follow Ghens path.

Adventures of Angelmyst #13 Angel’s in the Mist

The adventures in me would not be stopped.

After the thaw, and the ages returning to somewhat normalcy, I had a hard time getting back to the Cavern. Every time I would visit, there seemed to be something missing.

Today, as I walked thru the City….all alone, except for a couple sleepy visitors, I had the unmistakable feeling that I was being followed. I hid…dodged, and ducked , to get a view of who was creeping me out.

Then….I saw him.

” You give up fast Angel….I thought for sure you would find my path easily….but instead, you found many of my hidden gems. You still have one more gem to find.


“What, are you doing here? You are dead……long dead, your corpse is dust, blown in the wind. I must be day dreaming… are not here!”

” Oh, I’m here……the Caverns are my roaming ground…every time you hear a Bahro cry, I am not far away. You, however, are why I am here today….you quit on me…..I wanted you to find my path. There are things to be discovered that only you will find….you have found much, but there is one…as I said….one more gem.”

” Your gems almost killed me!”

“No…you were never in any real danger…perceptions are just that….not reality.

GO….seek….go to where you started, you will find what you need to continue the journey. I need you to find one more thing. ”

With that he was gone….like Mal off the map, he just poofed.

Where did I start? So many journies?

I started with building my boat…..Ferry Terminal???

No….down the cliffs behind the library….that’s where I really started…that’s where the fire started, the drive to seek.

Dare I trust Ghen??

I decided I had very little choice ….I had to find out what GEM he was talking about.

I took a couple days to get my gear in order. I headed down behind the library, fully expecting my boat to be there….but, it was not.

“Why am I surprised, this is Ghen I am dealing with”

I was ready to climb back up, when I saw it…a little note.



Ghens path started in Cleft. I’ll have to change my gear a bit.

I got rid of the things I would have needed in my boat, and added more food, then I headed to Cleft.

I am surprised that the DRC, or its counterpart, has never done something with getting this entrance either sealed or made safe and open to the public. It would be about time for the world to know of the Dn’i….their story needs to be told. More than just a few brave explorers need to know of this place. With all the advances, we could make the Cavern thrive again

The entrance was as I left it. A few blue flowers were struggling in the heat. I could totally empathise with them. I picked a bad day to start. It was 108 degrees…but it would be cool soon enough.

I wandered the slightly familiar path, through the’wormhole’ as Ghen had called it, down the steep slope, thankful the floor was dry. I came to the Well…a perfect circle, with blackness that could be felt beyond it. I stood on the narrow ledge, and envisioned young Atrus, standing here with Ghen…..when I heard it.

“So, you have decided to listen to me….I knew that your curiosity would not be denied.”


“Well, yes, and no…..I am the same Ghen you encountered in the Cavern, but I am really in your imagination. Along the journey, when you are in exact spots I have been…if you stop and contemplate, I will be here. I really want to help you…I want you to follow my exact path….there is something you must find.”

With that he was gone. So I am to have a guide of sorts.

Again I ask myself the question.

Dare I trust Ghen?

I decided that to trust Ghen and continue thru the Cavern, trying to follow his path as close as possible was my best option. I had already been trying that option, and for some reason Ghen decided to intervene and get me to take another plunge….almost literally, as I looked into the massive shaft, barely making out the steps that threaded down the great hole.
This time I was a bit more sure of myself, having my relto book at the ready…just in case.😉
My lamp made creepy shadows on the rock, and a couple times I almost scared myself.
I could hear Ghens taunt to Atrus….”Would you like me to hold your hand, perhaps?” I then did what Atrus did, I imagined I was inside a great Tree….my Tree.
After several hours of tunnels, I came to the eder tomahn. The awe I felt on my first sight of this place was just as enormous as now. I looked at my image in the stone.
” Angel”, I said to myself, ” What have you gotten yourself into? You nearly died on this fools errand once…you saw yourself….dead…in the future, you got lost, stranded, and nearly eaten by a beast…seriously girl, are you nuts!!?”
My reflection did not answer, if she had of, I would have confirmed my insane suppositions, and maybe headed back to the surface……but I opened the now unlocked door, and headed to the bunk, where Atrus has slept, and fell asleep peacefully. Was it my imagination, or did I smell Ghens pipe tobacco as I drifted off to sleep?

I awoke to Ghen shaking me awake. Just like he had Atrus a thousand lifetimes ago.
“So, day one, and you are still with me. Thought maybe the sight of those stairs would have driven you off….but it seems to me you have descended them before. Am I right?”
” Yes,” I managed to say, not knowing if I was dreaming or if this was another of his appearances.
Ghen handed me a sack,
“Here, you will need these later.”
I opened to find several firemarbles. I ran them through my hands, amazed at their smooth feel.
“Let’s get going,” he said, and this time he did not leave me. He led the way thru tunnels and caverns.
Finally he spoke again.
” Do you like this spot,?” He asked as he pointed to the scene before us.
I was in awe….I had not remembered this when I was here before. Crystal cascading from high above, rippling at my feet in breathtaking beauty.
Then he was gone again. Why did he take the time to show me drip stone. Was this one of the Gems he spoke of?
Where the path should have been was a pile of stones , and a light that led ahead, that should not have been there.
Then ….
” Go, this is one of those Gems…it is just for you.”
Now why would Ghen have something just for me. I was not sure what to do. I decided to start moving the rocks, and as I did the path showed itself to be the path of the shell!

Why was there a path here? It made zero sense. If only I could go and then backtrack if it was a problem. This was not a game, I could not save my progress here, and then just come back if I died. I did not have a good feeling about this.

I decided to ignore this Gem and Ghen, and backtrack to find another path. I knew I had several hours of travel before I would come to the path to D’ni. I came to find the Path, not some wild gem dangled before my face by a madman.

I wandered for three hours with no sign of Ghen, did he give up? No, not a chance, this was Ghen I was dealing with, he was not going to giveup. I could not shake the feeling that he had something siniser in mind. was  he trying to hide something? Did I find somethings that I was not supose to find in my other adventures? I had seen ages that noone else knew existed. were these ages written by Ghen? I may neveer know, but right now this was not my concern. I wanted to get to the City.

After a few more hours I smelled the faint, unmistakable odor of sulfur. I adden more light to my path with my flashlight. Up to this point I was travelling with firemarble light. I wiped away layers of dirt and dust. Marble floor. I did not know I was here, since the centuries of accumulation had muffled my footfalls. The sulfur smell should be stronger.

I followed the path to a sheer drop. Where should have been a bubbling lake of lava, there was darkness, with just a few tiny cracks of sulfur steam seeping through. The bridge ahead was as it should be, except the section that was broken, was now fixed. Instead of a narrow piece of D’ni stone, there was very new construction. Who had been here? I did not know if I wanted to know the answer to that question.

I steeled my nerve and pressed on across the bridge. In a brief time, in relation to the past hours, I was in a cool cavern. It was time to rest…if I could.

Sleep came fast and hard, but not unhindered by dreams. Bahro screeching, drills whirring, linking sounds, voices. They seemed so real. I woke in a startle. That last linking sound was so real…..someone had been here. There was a small fire burning, with a pot of coffee brewing. The unmistakable aroma was welcome, but….who? Certainly not Ghen. This was current century supplies.

I decided that anyone who would bring me coffee, was not an enemy. I savored the coffee, cleaned up the site, and was going to douse the fire, but thought it better to let it burn. It was not in any danger of spreading, and I may have to come back.

One more day of travel and I will be in D’ni, if all goes well. Still no sign of Ghen. That had me puzzled. I still had a very uneasy feeling. I was in unfamiliar territory. All I had to go by was Ghen’s journal. I was expecting a difficult path. Ghen had described fallen rock, missing floor, anda massive pool filled with water fromabove. After almost two hours of travel, I was shocked to find a clear path. The ledge that circled the cavern was clear of all dirt, and a railing had been placed where it was more precarious. I descended then climbed, passing one tunnel, and then coming to a large one. From Ghens notes the Gate was not far.

As much as I wanted to get ther today, I was tired. I figured now was as good a time as any to take a rest. I wanted to be well rested and allert when I reached the southern boundary of the D’ni.

Adventures of Angelmyst #12 The Undiscovered Door


Well..that was an interesting HOLIDAY??!! I almost need a holiday to recouperate from my Holiday.

Things had pretty much gotten back to a semblance of normality. Normal is such a relavent term. I do not know if there has been much for normal in my little world for several years.

I was about my day, at work, when I was approached by a distinguished gentleman in his mid to late 70’s. The first thing about him I noticed, besides his kingly bearing, was a very awesome walking stick.  It was carved ornately with ivy all up the main shaft. The top had a very familiar looking marble, and around the base, where the marble was snuggled, were carved several, small……path-of-the-shell symbols.

“Have you been to Ae’gura lately, angelmyst?” He said, as I was admiring his walking stick.

I froze!

“Pardon me?” I responded, after regaining my senses.

“Yes, I know who you are, and I know of the D’ni. As you can see,” as he held up his walking stick, ” I too have been on the Path. Come, follow me, I have something to show you.”

I followed, eagerly, reluctantly, hesitantly…..a whole bundle of emotions played through my mind. Who was this? Where was he taking me? Do I want to go? None of my questions had any immediate answers. what was even more strange is, he led the way to the back room of the store where I was working. I was allowed back there…but he…was not. He walked back like he owned the place.

“Look”, he said, as he pointed to a wall of compactors.”What do you see?”

“I see compactors,” I answered. Garbage compactors.

“No, look again, look as angelmyst would look…they need your help…Go…Now”

I looked. And before me stood an open door. The compactors were gone, and so was the old man.


I was not ready for another adventure..but the urgency of the man was too much to ignore.

In I went.

…and out I came….


Great…two paths…frozen paths.

I wandered to the right, and noticed something strange. It was not cold. Sure, all was white with snow, and icy, but I was not cold.

Something was oddly familiar as I wandered down the path. I rounded a corner and found myself in a very frozen relto…..was this my relto?

Frozen Relto (4)

I looked at my viewer, and yes it was mine, but why was it frozen.

I went in the hut to check out my book case. All seemed normal, with the exception of a few icecycles….I decided to go check other ages. I headed to Teledahn.



It too was frozen.

My next stop was GZ….and the City. Both were frozen….frozen. Then I noticed something….Frozen City (1)

Nothing was moving…and when I checked my KI….the time was not passing. I was also frozen in time. I went back to my relto. As I sat on my bench over looking the vast frozen, I heard a voice behind me.

“Hello, angelmyst, so glad  Tena’tarah was able to find you.”

I turned to my frozen trees, to see this woman.

“Oh, is that who he was….and who are you?” I asked.

“I am Yeesha, but not as you have known me, I am the product of this frozen wasteland. Something has happened to the ages, and we think you can help fix it.”

“You….are…Yeesha?” I asked, barely believing my ears.

“Yes, and these lovely creatures, are Bahro…just changed again by this frozen land.


Yeesha certainly looked different, but the voice was unmistakable, as she continued to  explain my being summoned to the ages.

“All of the ages, are frozen. The visitors to the ages cannot see the changes, except for you, as I have allowed it, but frozen it is. No new visitors are permitted to enter the D’ni Cavern. This has caused an upset in the balance of the Lake. No one is adding to the Pellet count, and no one is keeping the doors maintained. The few visitors in the ages are doing their best, but there is not enough. We need the interaction to survive. Since you, dear angelmyst, have ventured beyond the DRC chosen ages, and have seen that there is more to be discovered, you muct understand that new life is needed, requested, to thaw the ages. Only when the current ages are thawed can new ages be found and explored. I, Yeesha, make this request of you.Do what you can yo open the doors….we need you.”

With that she was gone, and I was back at the store, at the garbage compactor.


No matter how I tried, I could not “see” the door.

So how….am ….I …suppose….to….”thaw” the ages? How am I suppose to get new life into the Cavern?

My plea…to the Powers that be… the ages. This is not my request. This is Yeesha’s request.



Return to The Valley of Shells #11

and………………..this is what happens when I take a HOLIDAY!!!!

With my love for the mountains, and warm weather, I had decided to take a holiday here….The Glenwood Hot Springs in Colorado.

Captain Richard Sopris heard about these legendary healing waters, and he and his party of geographic explorers found the sacred healing spot in 1860. It became world-renowned as a healing wonder set in a mountain paradise. Around the turn of the century, the Golden Age of Mineral Spas, it was referred to as “Spa of the Rockies”.

The perfect place for me to rest and relax.

I had gone exploring, as my nature is, and I took a rest by the lake. I was reading throught the journal that I had recorded from Angel’s Gateway. I also had the linking book that had came with me, which I had tucked safely away in my wardrobe. I had thought often of the inhabitants of this age…..wondered how they were doing. I went walking off towards the mountains and came across this ancient path.


The stones were upheaved in places but recognizable as a path. I thought over my situation. I was dressed for a hike, as that was my plan, and I had food with me…should I explore right now??

The desire was too strong to turn back, but before I realized it the path lead to the edge of the water again, and the sun was setting…and…..this…and it looked very familiar.


I opened the linking book that I had found in the Mountain age on my Adventure, Angel’s Gateway…..the picture was the same!!! Without hesitation I placed my hand on the picture in the linking book…..

I linked, to the hills that were familiar….but not directly on the ski hill. I was on a path…..a path like the one I had been following, only in good repair.


I followed it around, not knowing what I would find.


It led to this huge reed forest…very familiar…but from a different adventure. This looked like the Valley of Shells, but how? Could the two locations be related?

I wandered through the reeds…..and I was back….


AS I exited the reeds, I was in my Valley of Shells. Much had changed. The Valley had a gentler slope…but what of my Hippo Beetle?? How did this age connect with the Ski Hill of Angel’s Gateway? When In time was I?

It was spring, or summer…no activity on the Ski hills that were off the other side of the water to my right.

I decided to walk around the water and see if I could find the scenes that were etched in my mind.


The valley of Shells behind me, I followed the path to the ski hill. All was quiet. The lift sat motionless. I made my way up the slope, to find the ski lodge.

When I arrived at the top, I was rewarded, in fashin, with a confirmation of my suspisions…I am in the PAST!!

The ski lodge was just in the beginning stages of being built. I can not even begin to describe my feelings.
The lift controls are operable, and it seems they are being used to transfer building materials. I looked in my linking book for this age….the page….was…blank. I will need to find the Gateway door to get out of here!!

How am I going to explain my disappearance from my hotel back in Colorado…back in TIME!! I guess, at this moment, I am not there…OH My…how am I going to sort this out? I wonder, if I leave the book, and go out thru the GAteway, if it will affect the fact I was here in the first place…and erase the damage I did on my first visit?

I need to go back to the Gateway Jalak room. I made my way down the slope, and to the area where I remembered the door to be….and it was there, but still very new.

I went into the Jalak like room. The note was gone, or I guess not here yet, and the pillars did not rise or fall. It was very new. This time, in a nook in one wall, was a book….It was a link to the cave, the one I had found in my very first adventure.

I decided to link thru…if it was too strange, I always had my relto book, and it still showed real time. I linked….when I came into the room I was met by a room full of people!!

I was speechless. I sat on a familiar chair, although new, and felt for the ski hill linking book…it was gone. I had nothing to use to explain my presence….except….

My relto book, but it is from the future, I am from the future, although how far I do not know. All these thoughts running through my mind in a brief few seconds.

A man, who looks vaguely familiar askes a question, and pulls me from my scattered thoughts. It is then I notice they also have relto books. I also notice, a familiar symbol…DRC. This could be interesting.

With a few things in mind I quickly put the date of my current link around 1998. Since the official DRC restoration was in 1997, I figure that this secret meeting was during the time they wanted to get the cavern ready for explorers. The familiar face…I believe to be Dr. Watson, and one other figure I think is Phil Henderson.

Oh, my…I should not be here!!!

This is obviously a meeting place, and the conversation I interrupted, was about what to do about the age….an age they had not explored…yet, an age I was familiar with. If I say something, what will it do to the timeline? So many thoughts, in so short a time. One thing is certain. With the ski hill book gone, I had already set in motion the change of the time line…and…Those dear people…were safe from my meddling curriosity.

Less than a min. had passed since my link in. I still heard the echo of Dr. Watsons question,


With the echo in my ears, I reached for my Relto Book…poof.

I was back in the safety of my CURRENT time relto.

Now to get back to The Glenwood Hot Springs in Colorado, and resume my holiday…with the peace, that those dear folk are safe…..or are they??


Adventures of angelmyst: Perfect 10





Cross the Bridge

I was wandering thru the City…minding my own business…looking for GZ markers.

I started across the bridge, and it changed before my eyes!!!

This rickety old bridge, leading into misty nothingness lay before me.

I backed up…

City Bridge was back…


Inch forward….mist


I found the sweet spot, a hair forward and I am faced with the wierd bridge, back and I am fine…..


Do I really want to do this??? Now???

I am not prepared for an adventure. I have to go change.

Changed and ready…I wandered across the bridge..through the fog

through the fog

through the fog

through the fog

Fog Bank

I walked for  a good 15 mins., not seeing where i was going, or where I had been….I could not see anything, not even my hand in front of may face, unless it was 6 inches in front of my nose.

This fog was THICK!!!!

but it was not wet…or smelly…or…anything.

It was just weird!!

Then I saw this scene before my face, as I emerged the fog bank.

Cleft way out there

Was that Cleft??? Way off in the distance I could see a lone dark mountain. It sure looked like Cleft, but HOW???

I wandered towards the  ever growing mass of rock.

Yes it is the Cleft

It is Cleft…but how???


who was that up in the air above the cauldron?

I have no answers..but more questions?

What did I miss on my journey through the Caverns from City to Cleft that is causing me to still “find” strange things??

Me thinks, angelmysts adventures are not over…but where else could there be an entrance to the D’ni Caverns?? Time for some serious travels.

Caves have always held somewhat of a facination with me. So to stretch my imagination beyond the Cleft entrance to D’ni, was not to hard to do.

Surely a civilization such as the D’ni must have another entrance.

I am determined to find it….my first area of search will be West….I packed and headed up to Cleft…..then headed to the next logical geologically sound spot that could house a secret entrance to the D’ni civilization…..The Grand Canyon!!

I caught a ride with an elderly couple, out on a second honeymoon. He too had a facination for Caves, and gave me many valuable tips for exploring. After an 8 hour drive, they let me off where I 180 meets Center Road. I did not want to go into town. I did not want to draw any unnecessary attention.

I made my way off the S. Entrance Road to a trail. The Arizona National Scenic Trail. This first leg, was 2.2 miles…about a 45 min walk. Since this was an organized trail, I decided to dress less ‘D’ni’ and blend in as best possible.


I then headed to Rim Trail. A 1.3 mile walk to where I decided to set up a camp for the night.IMG_20160119_140948504.jpg

I had to wait a while, until no one was around, then I made my way to the edge…and down the canyon…by rope…alone. I found a quiet nook, and snuggled in for the night.

Early the next morning I made my way across the canyon, to what looked like an open spot. I had chosen a good time of year to explore…very few people were sround, and by the time I decided to descent farther, I was out of sight of any other explorers.

I wandered Tonto Trail down to  what was very fittingly named Bright Angel Trail. I was nearing the same elevation as Cleft…..only. I still had to go farther down before I would be anywhere near the depth of the Caverns of the D’ni.

I had come over 12 miles today…long arduous travel..and I was tired. I looked around for a quiet place to rest.

Bronson Caves in Griffith Park.

And then I saw it…a small opening….

Ever D’ni sense in me tingled…..I could almost smell the moist air…the sufur…the adventure!!!!

I went through my pack and made sure all was in order. I had the feeling that when I went into this cave, I would not be out until I came to the D’ni…somewhere  in one of the Ages, but with the strange bridge I encountered in the City, I was certain I would come out there..somewhere.

If I thought of the actual distance on the surface, from where I was to the Cleft, this trek was a daunting one….but I know….I just know there will be a link…somewhere. Somehting is telling me there is more to discover…and that something guided me here. Spiderman has a spider sense…I have a D’ni sense…I can feel it!

After walking as far as I could see, and then feeling my way along for a bit, I reached into my pack and pulled out the fire marbles I had  brought along. They work better than any flashlight.

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The cave lit up in splendor!! My compass added to my KI, and I tried as best to head East. I wish I had an altimeter…I could feel the pressures somewhat, but had no idea how deep I was. The whole time I have been going very gradually down.

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The ahead the light caught colors. Reds Greens Yellows and blues shimmered on the rocks. The rock looked very D’ni  ish.


My minor obsession with shapes, and crevasses, made me wonder…”What is up with that pionting finger/hand shape on the rock??”

I put my hand up to the rock, and covered the shape.


That ever familiar linking sound……………………….and I was here….

city with no tent

The City??? but different.

No tent, so was this before the DRC started their investigations and restorations?? The map is here?? Now I am confused..((Surprise surprise))

I know where I am..but WHEN am I? Have I gone back in the past, or ahead to the future?

I checked my KI..buds on my bud list….

I am glad to see someone around…but the only place I can get to is here…private city…nothing else works.
No buds seem to be answering my hellos…..

I wandered the city for hours…………………….
nothing…no one.
I can see my buds…and see the links on my KI..but I can not link to Nexus..or even to my Relto

This must be a different timeframe, but the KI is registering…
I wondered…where in city could I find a hand in the rocks…

Then I remembered..the museum.

5 podeums…5 links that are missing??? Is one of them to the Grand Canyon?
I tried them all, but the middle one kept giving me tingles….

After several tries, I hit the sweet spot…and linked out.




Back to the Grand Canyon wall with the hand Print….

Okay, what. I found a link from Grand CAnyon to the city of the D’ni at some point in time..but I do not know the point. I think I am going to cut this expedition here….Something has caught my thoughts….

5 pedestles…..5 links

the middle one is from The Grand Canyon, so where are the others from. I could not access them from in the City….I have to find where on earth they are. So I will do some research, and plan some trips.

This is not over folks!!!

I did some research and found some likely areas to explore…

Number ONE:

Georgia’s Okefenokee Swamp is about 700 square miles of beautiful, fascinating wilderness, one of the oldest and most primitive swamps in America. Swamps normally aren’t suited for exploring by wandering tourists, but the Okefenokee is.

Spring…less heat..less mosquitoe…maybe I’ll head here first.


Number TWO:

Jericho, the city of Palms, is the oldest inhabited city on Earth. Because it is near the Dead Sea, which is more than 400 meters below sea level, Jericho stays warm throughout the year.Warm…like that idea…maybe in the winter i’ll check this one out.


Number THREE:
The TauTona Mine  is a gold mine in South Africa. At 3.9 kilometers (2.4 mi) deep it is currently home to the world’s deepest mining operations.
This one would take some planning…and some creativity to explore…..
Number FOUR:
Georgetown is the capital of Guyana. It is the country’s largest urban centre. It is situated on the Atlantic Ocean coast at the mouth of the Demerara River and it was nicknamed ‘Garden City of the Caribbean.’
So I decided to stay in the US…and headed  to Georgia.
I flew into
P adDavis FieldAirport on
Hangar Road in the  city of
Folkston, GA.
Davis Field is a county-owned public-use airport located three nautical miles southwest of the central business district of Folkston, a city in Charlton County, Georgia, United States.
I then hitched a ride to
Prospect Church
This was as good as any a place to crash and make a bit of a headquarters while I did some searching. From the church cleaning lady I found out that there is a Heliport close to  the swamp…but she also had some strange stories to tell….d’nish stories… I was on the right trail….my D’ni senses tingled.
She very graciously gave me a ride to the Heliport….
I was set to explore.
After my host was out of sight I wandered down Boat house road…A straight road that lead right into the swamp. There was no place to be out of view, so I wandered like i knew what I was doing. Thankfully no one questioned me.
Boat House is well named…at the end of the road was a massive …Boat House….abandoned by the looks of things.
I found a small boat, burried in the brushes along the swamp/river edge. Surely no one would notice this missing for a few hours…days…hopefully not longer…unless I get  LOST???
 I headed straight West down the swamp canal…..what was I going to find??
One thing…Okefenokee Swamp is HUGE!!
I paddled about two miles down the swamp canal, until I came to a fork….which way should I go?? The boat house had a map of the swamp, and I could see that the  trails merged again in another mile or so…so I stayed to the right… my wanderings thru the caves…always to the right///
At the next fork, I could see from the map that the trail came to a dead end….sead ends are my specialty….it has never failed me to find somehting interesting at a supposed dead end… I went right…again.
As I neared the end I heard a familiar sound….It was just the wind blowing across the  swamp, whistling in the reeds, but something caught my attention.
In a corner of the swamp was one plant.
As I paddled over to it I saw the all too familiar symbol appear before me…..
and as I passed through it I linked.
I though..where will I end up this time??
I paddled throught the symbol, and heard, that now, almost frustrating sound…..
I appeared here.
 but why??
 Was this, at some point in time a swamp?
 Who knows…but now I need to find the link…or do I have to go back to the museum podium and see which one links…if one links??
I am running blind.
Where in this age is anything remotly like a swamp?
I looked back at the picture I took of the scene in the swamp when the symbol appeared.
Those reed trees look familiar…..They look like …these…
I am not in the present, but am I in the past or future??
I have no one on my KI, but the KI seems to be functioning.
I have no idea….I wandered through the age to see if I could figure out anything. I went to the door.
It opened, and I very cautiosly walked through…..
I came out…. here…
Back in the swamp….back where I started from. OH BOTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Time for some serious searching…

I decided to head to Georgetown, the ‘Garden City of the Caribbean.’

But..I will spend some time in the city, and doing some research to see if i can determine the reason for the links. Maybe they are from D’ni who came to the surface at some point in time….or maybe it is the future…..
Oh boy…i am getting confused.
   City searches did not yeild anything helpful. I am going to head to the other likely location for a link to the Caverns. Remember, I am going on the elevation of these places…and there seems to be a co relation with the depth of the Cavern, to the sea levels of these spots. Why??? No idea, but I am trying to figure it out.
   I made all my necessary preparations, and flew into Ogle Airstrip in  Georgetown Guyanna.
A small nondescript airport catering to twin engine turboprop planes and private single engine tourists. I have had my fill of Cessnas, but here I see not much else.
As I looked over the area map on the wall of the terminal building/ hangar, a place caught my attention.
Windsor Forest….again, that drawn feeling, this had to be something.
Did I ever mention that I am related to the Windsors? About 5th cousins three times removed, but I am related…to Royalty….and a Forest…well angelmyst and trees just are nearly synonomous.
I wandered down the dusty streets. I had a 30 km walk ahead of me, so I needed to get creative and find a means of transportation. On a side street off of Airstrip Road, I saw a very Canadian thing…a yard sale!!
I wandered down, and there were some very influential homes, complete with swimming pools, full guarded fences. At the yard sale I saw a bicycle. The lady sitting outside spoke very little English, so she went to get help. Out came a child and an elderly gentleman, and in clear British English, he asked me where i was from. When I told him Canada, he was almost in tears. He invited me in for iced tea…Canadian style, and told me that he had served with the RCAF, and has dear Canadian connections. When I needed to leave, I would like to tell you I had a bike….but, I had a little car!!!! Free for my use, as long as I was in the country!!
I did not tell him about my D’ni connections, not sure if he would have understood, but as I was walking away the child called me and gave me something.
A  formed plaque of sorts, and she said, in clear D’ni, and English
“mehoor, fahsee Windsor Forest”
You are welcome, 25 Windsor Forest.
I tried to prompt her for more, but when I looked back to her from examining the plaque she was gone….almost as if she had not been there. When I recall the time, there was never reference made to her during my visit, and no reference was given to the gift by the lady or the gentleman…who was this child?
I got in my borrowed car and drove off, wondering what I was going to find at 25 Windsor Forest. As much as i wanted to find out, I wanted to enjoy my drive. I took my time going over Demerara Harbour Bridge. Even though he water was dirty, the view still had attraction.
As I turned on Fifth Street, I saw the entrance to Windor Forest. I parked my car.
I lifted the latch and made my way into the manacured, sancuary like property. After crossing a wide expanse of grass, and going through a grove of trees, I followed a rough drive and came upon an impressive house behind a gate.
This home was lived in…but who?
The gate was not locked, so I went in, walked up to the house, and went to knock at the door, when  this caught my eye to the right of the door.
Touching the small green buttons, it played a basic octive scale.
I played around with it for a while, and when it seemingly did nothing I proceeded to knock at the door. That also yielded…nothing. Although there was a van parked out front, there seemed to be no one home.
GREAT!!!..a dead end…or was it? The child had sent me here…so here was where I was suppose to be.
Since no one seemed to be around, I figured I would snoop around some and see what I could find. The home itself was massive, and  as interesting as it was, I could find nothing that made my D’ni senses tingle.
I went  down a garden path, and came across this greenhouse.
It was almost as massive as the house itself, but scratched in the stone to the right of the door was this…..
Both sets seemed to be missing a note….if this was to be what worked the front door system that is. 8 notes, two missing notes….64 possible combinations….and which combo is the key…or is it both. THAT IS IF I USE BOTH,,,AND BARRING SHARPS OR FLATS..OH MY!! I’M GONNA BE HERE ALL DAY.!!!!
I headed back to the main house door.
So I started using both staffs….
I continued  missing notes..A,B//A,C//A,D//A,E//A,F//A,G
When I got to using  D and E, I heard a grating sound, …but saw nothing happen at house door.
But wait…what about the greenhouse…It seemed a more likely possibility than this house, which is obviously lived in.
I made my way back to the greenhouse…and there it stood…door wide open.
 I walked through, and was rewarded with the ever familiar linking sound.KIimage0195
I emerged…here…Jalak?? But with no pillars, just a full green beautiful garden. I wandered around Jalak, and came upon a familiar symbol, on a lone pillar… It was sitting permanently fixed, I could not make it move with the KI controls…and it was taunting me with a path of the shell like symbol.
Touching the symbol did nothing. I decided to ‘walk’ it, trace it with my finger. like I  did on my original quest, Path of the Shell…..and as before. I was taken back to my start point.
So much for the podiums in the museum being anything, other than the link to the Grand canyon.
So  now I have two  more places to go to….

Jericho, the city of Palms, …..maybe in the winter i’ll check this one out…but at this rate, I may want to do it sooner. But….

The TauTona  gold mine in South Africa, is where I will head to next.
I will have to plan this one out does one get to a restricted area? A gold mine???
 I headed back to the car, When I got there, I had company.
The little girl from the yard sale.
“You are  going to want this” she said, as she handed me a map.  “Follow it, from here….back through the link you found here….with the map in hand you will find what you seek”
But….what?? ummmm. what about the car?
As I asked I turned to the was gone, and when I turned back to the girl, she too was gone.
this is weird, beyond weird even.
I looked a the map… went from my very spot, to the greenhouse, thru the link, and into and around Jalak….but on the map, Jalak had other things. a small picture was inset to the map.KIimage0001
It looked to be a mess of Jalak and The Cleft???
I had to get back there.
something was telling me that it was imperitive I get back there….
a matter of life and death…
How do I find this version of Jalak…or this version of the Cleft??
Maybe in the next access point…
The TauTona  gold mine in South Africa, since it seems each link area takes me to a different time period.
I  searched through my notes, and started to think how I would get there…and into a mine.
How does one get into a restricted area???
I decided to follow the map for now, and see what was up with this link.
With map in hand, I went thru the Greenhouse, and linked to Jalak….and it was as the map showed…Jalak/Cleft.
I looked on my GPS…I was….
26 degrees, 24 mins, 55.25 seconds S and 27 degrees 25 mins, 50.27 seconds E, at an elevation of 1666m…..
I was, at the very  Latitude, and Longitude of the
 TauTona Mine!!!
But….what??? Somebuilt a copy, a replica of Jalak and Cleft, merged, in this location….obviously sometime in the future. At least that settles my question of time period. This is very obviously in the future. I wandered to the stone structure I could see thru the trees, thinking it to be the Jalak pillars…..but it was not
It was this.
AS much as I love old buildings, this was far far far from what I expected to find.
The delapidated 4 story structure looked like something out of an Alfred Hitchcock movie, and I dreaded to go inside. The storm clouds overhead quickly helped me make up my mind.The front double doors were nailed shut. I could probably pry them open, but I do not want to disturb anything. I went to the side door. It creaked as it opened….of course  it did!!
Living room
The back of the building sloped off, and the interior walls were brick like….Old furniture littered room, and papers were strewn on the  floor, covered in what looked to be centuries of dust.
I ruffled throught the papers…
There in  clear print!!!!
This was the work of Zandi!!!!
I found a couple old pictures.
An old man in a wheelchair…..this wheelchair. Was this Zandi???
I had to search the house some more.
Getting to the upper floors was not possible. The stairs had totally fallen down, and the debris was impassable. I was not in the humor to move around junk.
I left the building and headed up the Cauldron. Not much had changed here. A bit worn with time and weather. I found the opening that Ghen took to the D’ni CAverns….should I wander through? With this being sometime in the future what will I find?


 After entering the crevass, the similarities changed. This may look like the Cleft on the surface, but it was a disguise. For inside this hill was the remnants of a diamond mine. If I could transport these babies back in time with me…..I would be rich!!! The remnants of the  TauTona Mine!!!
How far in the future I was, I have no way to tell.
One thing is for certain. I am not going to find a way to the Cavern from here…someone with Knowledge of the D’ni has been here…but only to make this elaborate cover-up. I wandered back to where I  had linked in, and without hesitation, I linked back to the greenhouse.///back to the present, as I diamonds came with me. …sadly.
My last place to visit. Now that the weather was cooling it was time to head to
Jericho, the city of Palms.
For now, I went back to Ogle Airstrip, and planned to find a charter plane out of the area.
Going to Jericho was not as easy as I would have thought. Seems ‘adventure seekers’ are not on the list of  acceptable tourists. AS much as I tried, it was not going to be possible.
I did some research to see if this was a viable spot for a secret D’ni access point.
Jericho Beach  is situated on the north side of Jericho Park  and at the west end of Point Grey Rd between Wallace St and Discovery St. The east side of the beach caters to swimmers and the west side to sailboats and windsurfers between there is a grassy area with a pond, which is a picnic destination. Not much D’ni ish about that.
There is this scenic path lining the city waterfront, but it too has nothing that would make me think of a D’ni entrance.
I think I am going to have to forgo this ….big sigh of disappointment…I was sure there had to be something else.
I packed up and headed home…well back to my relto anyway.
That was going to be it for adventures for a while. I need a real holiday.

Adventures of Angelmyst #9. If at First You Don’t Succeed!

city through the arch

I have never been one to give up easily…NEVER!!

I will make plans to try…again.

I was so close. I have so much at my disposal.

I must follow the map.

I must not let any glittering thing, marble, book, mossy veil, mysterious wall, or eder symbol deter me!!


I consulted my map…burned it…no pun intended, into my memory.

Angel's favorite spot.

I went to sit in my favorite spot, overlooking Er’cana’s mountains. This place is so peaceful. Here I can gather my thoughts.

I wonder…..?

If, when I had been lost in the past, everything I had done was also lost…..

I wonder if my boat fixings are still in the lake by the Ferry Terminal…..

and if….

could I???

should I???

Re trace my steps, that I had made while trying to retrace Ghen’s??

It was worth a try….I mean what could I lose?

I proceeded to the Ferry Terminal and decided to document this journey in a detailed journal….dated…every step of the way, so if…..

IF…… I get………. ummmmmmmm………you know…sidetracked,

I will know exactly where I lost my way, and found…..

another way.

But………….the fixings for my boat were no where to be found. I searched the waters at Ferry Terminal, I searched behind the Library…nothing. No sign of th eold sunken boat I had used to  get across the Lake….nothing.

This is strange.

Was it the DRC who is attempting to keep me from this journey?

Was it the DRC who burned the map I has found in the Caves??

Was it the DRC who planted all those books…links, things to sidetrack me from my purpose???

Was it the DRC????

I had to do some study…before I embark again, somehow. I must look into the current activities of the DRC!!!

I found the following information on various DRC sites…..

The D’ni Restoration Council (DRC) is a group of people who assert responsibility for, and authority over, restoring D’ni and its Ages. The DRC consists of archaeologists and other researchers, and also occasionally contracts third parties.

As of May 27th 2015….

Dr. Watson is currently living in Hawaii………..nice.
Victor Laxman is keeping an eye on the Cavern by “remote control” from an undisclosed location…..I need to find out more!!!
Michael Engberg left the DRC……………. I wonder why???

The DRC claims that the restoration process is very prone to safety problems, and must thus be slowed down do a point where accidents can be minimized. Many consider this policy unreasonable, and some theorize a conspiracy on the DRC’s part to monopolize access to areas.

This, however, has me wondering…..a conspiracy??? Why do they want to keep us out of areas?? Have I discovered some of those areas??

In my journeys I have found many links to  other civilizations…some alive, and thriving. Is this something the DRC did not want us to  EVER know??!!

  • Michael Engberg (1997 – 2007)
  • Seret
  • Interesting…when I try to find out anything more about these two topics, I get a WARNING!!
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What is going on???

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I found other information…about the Great Tree……I am beginning to thing I have stumbled into something  a whole lot bigger…a whole lot scarier.

I would like to talk to ….. ProfessorAskew

I have been trying to find the Professor. I am able to check out his forums, but unable to download the episodes from the events surrounding The Great Tree….This just makes me wonder more and more if I have stumbled into something, and am being silenced…..

RAWA, is on a separate journey. I am certain he has nothing to do with the strange things I have encountered in my adventures……

“Big things are coming, at least big for me.  But I guess they’ll have to wait until tomorrow, or maybe the day after.” RAWA

I am sure there will be something in the history, and The Great Tree, that will help me complete my adventure.

Okay, now I am sure there is something going on. Everytime I link  to a page of The Great Tree draft or episodes, I get blocked, or a security warning. Someone is trying to keep me from finding something!!!

I am going to head to the Cleft, and begin my trek thru the Caves…again. I WILL NOT BE SCARED OFF!!!KIimage0120

I dressed, prepared…If the DRC is hiding something, then maybe if I wore the DRC uniform I could find it.


I headed to The Cleft.

KIimage0004 (2) usual..really wish I would land on my feet!

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The wreakage pointed the way before.

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I will NOT keep out!!


Then, as I was about to head over the fence, and to the caves..I heard a linking sound.

Someone was in my Cleft!!!

I went searching, and found …..

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This guy…he said his name was Charlie, and that he was from the DRC…he warned me, to stay out of the caves. He said that death awaited me there.

Oh my!!

I debated whether to listen to him or not….

I have had enough!!

I must continue with my quest.

I headed over the fence to the cave entrance…..then

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I linked…back to relto. But it was not my relto….it was new…empty.

When I went to the Nexus I saw this.KIimage0001 (3)

This guy, Charlie, had links to all of my ages!!!

Then as I  stood wondering what to do, I received the following message….

A KI mail…chat log….

CharlieClown: I am looking for an explorere named angelmyst, any of you know her?
Max: we do…
Max: was here only 10 minutes ago
mTX17: never have seen such a player
Kenshin: she was just here
CharlieClown: she is wanted for questioning by the DRC
Kenshin: Lol, no…really?
Max: that you again Ro… Ro the Clown?!?
CharlieClown: mTX, if we find you are not telling the truth it could be bad for you

mTX17: hehe
CharlieClown: you think this to be a funny matter.
Kenshin: hes not serious, is he?
CharlieClown: She has crosssed boundaries…we have warned her
Max: you must be really bored today, Ro…
mTX17: wanna mess with me?
Max: really… really…. bored…
CharlieClown: Max, I have links to all of her ages..

From Kenshin: oh, sorry i was mistaken. be still new here
CharlieClown: proof sent in ki mail
mTX17: take it more serious, ro
CharlieClown: mTx, you really do not want to cross the DRC
Max: oh dear…
CharlieClown: so she was just here/??
mTX17: no
Kenshin: So what would you do? punch him?
Max: no
CharlieClown: well someone said she was
CharlieClown: so which is it?
Max: I never said that
mTX17: it’s me
CharlieClown: I have it on chat log….

Max: I’m Spartacus… no, I mean, angelmyst

mTX17: no, i am angelmyst
Kenshin: what is it. You engaged to her or what?
Max: no, you’re Spartacus, mTX
mTX17: darn
Max: and Charlie is the Clown…
CharlieClown: no…she has been wandering the Caves under the Cleft….poking her nose where it does not belong!

mTX17: and skuavi is skuavicus?
Max: can you juggle, mr Clown?
mTX17: lol
Max: Skuavicus… like that… 🙂
CharlieClown: You will all be investigated by the DRC.
Kenshin: finally i get to meet them….yeahh!!
mTX17: talked to the DRC yesterday. they fired you, charlie
Max: huh?
CharlieClown: Max, I have warned angelmyst, she is in danger
Kenshin: and i am a samurai-worrier, so just come….

CharlieClown: If you are truly her friends you will warn her to stop her adventures.
Kenshin: wanna be hugged?
mTX17: i can’t warn her because i do not know her
CharlieClown: Kenshin, I do not wish your patronizing…this is a serious matter.
mTX17 taunts you
CharlieClown: I will check the hoods.
CharlieClown: I know she helps newbies.
Max: RAWA warned us Saturday… if anybody come in pretending to be from DRC or a liasson to them, he’s a liar… so you’re a Liar, mr Clown…
Max: or Ro Ro Ro the Joke…
CharlieClown: I spoke to RAWA, in his hospital bed.
mTX17: and a bad fraudster, too
CharlieClown: so I am no frauster…I know him well
Max: attention seeking at it’s worst…
Kenshin: O o , didnt know, there is something like police here….OK i behave
mTX17: yadda, yadda
CharlieClown: I am only trying to protect angelmyst

mTX17: get some happy pills 😀
CharlieClown: if you see her…warn her…for her own safety.
Max: get a life, Ro!
To Max: I will find her.

** AS you can see angelmyst, we are watching. You failed to take my warning, now you are locked out of the Cleft.**

from CC

I went and checked the pillar…he was right. I could not open it.

Now what was I going to do??

I looked through my old pictures of The Cleft. I had to figure a way…I must explore those caves more…obviously there is something…something BIG that someone does not want me to find…and I must have been getting close.

As I studied my map, I found the one area that I had not gone through yet. From the Cleft, I had gotten as far as the South Gate…almost there, but from the city, I had not gotten out of the labyrinth of tunnels before the South GAte. There must be something there.

I really do not need to go to the Cleft …I need to concentrate on my original quest, to retrace from City to Cleft….but how do I get across the Lake?? My boat is no longer.

…as I sat in my relto contemplating what to do, I got a message from Charlie, the DRC guy who sent me the warning.

“We need to meet. Something has come to my attention, and as hard as this may seem to believe, I want to help you. Meet me in your Gahreesen asap.” CC

Should I believe him??

I must. I went to my Gahreesen



And there he was, just as he said. I expected a group of guards, or something…but he was alone.

I had chat log turned on…just in case.

CharlieClown: Thanks for meeting me
angel’myst: I really had little choice
CharlieClown: I know I have given you no reason to trust me, but please be assured..I want to help you.
angel’myst: Well you can help by fixing my ages.
CharlieClown: After this meeting you will find your relto restored to its original position.
angel’myst: …and my Cleft??
CharlieClown: You will also find you can get to the Cleft.
angel’myst: You must know that I have figured that I need to get to the caves from this end, from the city??
CharlieClown: Yes….what you are seeking…..would be best found if you go across the Lake.
angel’myst: so are you going to help that…?
CharlieClown: I thought you would have figured as much.
angel’myst: Yes..I had but what about my…..
CharlieClown: Your boat…
angel’myst: yes where is it??
CharlieClown: It is down behind the Library.
CharlieClown: We had found it…and moved it.
angel’myst: So why are you helping me?
CharlieClown: I have been called a traitor…and this will be my last visit to the Caverns.
CharlieClown: If I can ever get back I will look you up.
angel’myst: Will you be okay?? What else can you do to give me assurance that all is okay on this end??
CharlieClown: All the links I had to your ages have been erased….and when you link out from this meeting, your age will be restored.
CharlieClown: Good luck angelmyst
CharlieClown waves goodbye
angel’myst: Goodbye, and good luck.

So I linked back to my relto….

KIimage0009 was back….and there seemed to be no trace of Charlie or the other me????

I wasted no time going to the City, and seeing if my boat was where he said it would be.

I quickly got my things together and got changed for the journey ahead of me. I was going to do it this time!!ready to go

I went to scan the area where Charlie said he left my boat.KIimage0002

It was beneath the water, well hidden, only visible to my eye, as I knew what I was looking for.

resting after getting my boat loaded

After loading her up, I sat to watch the night sky. I wanted to wait until it was darker to make the trip.boat loaded and ready to go

I headed out, across the Lake. This time keeping to the shoreline, as I was not going to deal with an encounter from someone else in the DRC…..Charlie seemed to be no longer….I hope he was okay, and will be ever thankful for his intervention.

Goodbye from CharlieCharlie sent me this good by picture.

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I stayed out of sight, and finally I could see across, after I passed the Arch. Oh I sure hope nothing gets in my path this time.

After landing, stowing my boat and getting some rest, I set off. I had my map before me, and I hoped that nothing caught my, ever easily sidetracked, mind and eyes.

Wait….the air, something in the air is different….. I recognise that scent….I followed the familiar path, this time with a light. The last time I was here, I was lost, hungry and in the dark. Then I saw them…..a chair, a table, and several pieces of cloth. I see some burned cloth..the light I made last time I was here, the corner, the crates stand…with no book!!! My link to  Angels’ Gateway is gone!! I set my lamp down where the book had been…..and thought of the adventure…my first adventure….

my dear Gordon…..

Sweet little Guardian….

I wonder though, if those people are safe…if the  link I had, that sent me to the past, changed the mess…..I hoped.


Now, I am on my own again, with a map this time though.

This was as far as I had come this way, all of my other adventures were on the other side of the caves, from the entrance at Cleft. Everything from here on in will be new…what will I find??

I am wondering if the DRC made a sweep through the cavern again to be sure there were no more links, books that they missed. I guess I will find out.

I wandered farther through  the caves, hoping I was on the right track. After getting somewhat discouraged I saw something shining in the distance.

Plants….glowing phosphorescent plants. Aitrus has mentioned them on his map…maybe from this I can get a true indication of where I am and get my bearings.

If I am right, there should be a tunnel to the right that leads to a large opening, and if so…..

I should make it to The South Gate before I am too tired. I have given up watching the time. I am just going according to my inner clock, and strength. Getting to The South Gate will be a good days journey, as it should take about three days to go all the way through, according to the map. I have planned for a week…barring unforseen circumstances, and the fact that my adventurous spirit may….may just take a side line.

Then, I was there…in a large opening….I yelled…HELLO!!!

A group of small winged creatures flew from the rocky crevasses….Aitrus had mentioned these as well. It feels so good to see these things….almost like having a connection with Aitrus. I wish I would have known him. His spirit of adventure was much like my own, and I know we would have been buds…it would have been such fun to explore these caverns with him.

Now that I know exactly where I am, I should get to the South Gate in about four hours. I walked, almost with a blind determination.


I made it to the South Gate in, I’m sure, was record time. I either found an easier path, or the tenacity of my determination had my adrenaline running overtime, but I am here….only 2 hours and 45 mins from when I left that cavern.

I again admired the magnificance of the Gate. ButI quickly left the cool breeze, and  clear air behind for the  ever burning desire to get up to the Cleft, this time was stronger than it had ever been.

I pressed again toward the eder tomahn, and that same feeling for Aitru came over me, I stood frozen,again,  as he had. This time the bubbling lava did not bother me…determination to get through was oh so strong!!!

I walked intil the warm stuffy air dissipated, this was as good as ant place to take a rest. The soles of my feet were screaming for a rest, and I was hungry. I knew the arch and the columns of dripstone could not be far…..but I had to take a break.

I fell asleep…..I looked at my phone. DEAD…In my excitement I had forgotten to change the battery!!!

I have no idea how long I was asleep. I was very rested, and hungry again. I must have been out for at least 6 hours, to be feeling htis way.

I changed the battery…but the clock was reset to 12:00….and was flashing for me to set it.

I had no idea.

It really did not matter…much. Time down here was very unimportant.

Everything else about my phone was fine….I still had no signal, so I was taking pictures….but

I checked my KI….I had not bothered with the KI for so ;ong I did not even think to check it.

It was on!!!

It was registering!!!

I tried to send a message to buds, but nothing. This is not exactly worrisome…for many time buds are in Cavern, but they are not “awake”.

Now I had a compass…the KI….I was more than determined…I was obsessed!!

I almost ran past the long columns of dripstone forming all around me.

The difficulties of this climb had worn on me, and I stopped for a short rest, but not long for I knew I could not be far from  eder tomahn…

Then, I saw the narrow tunnel that had once before caught my attention…..the place where I had found the marble….but….

should I look???


I mattered little to nothing.

I pressed forward, not to be detered by anything.

Charlie risked everything to let me get back down here.


Wandering through what Aitrus called an ants nest of tunnels, I knew I was not far from tomahn, and if so…I was almost to Cleft, one day…that was all it took Ghen and Aitrus to get to this point. I climbed up..up..up, and then, to my sheer joy, I was there!!!

Eder Tomahn!!

Into the recess of this large cave I ran! Quickly admiring the black marble…I stopped, and ran my hand over the smoothness…”Was this where Aitrus touched these walls” I wondered…well actually said out loud. My refelction, being my only comapny, surly I was going mad!!

No, not mad, just excited…sheer, full, abundant joy!!

But…the door. I should be locked…but it stood wide open.

Why was this door open?

Was this a trap?

Had Charlie deceived me?

I stood back from the thresh hold, and threw a rock into the opening.

“Rattle, clang, crunch”…but nothing else. I threw in another, and another…nothing but the sound of rock hitting the floor.

I made my way into the room. Immediately my gaze went to the right hand corner…to what had been Aitrus’ bunk.

A faint glow caught my eye. Under the bunk, nearly fully burried in dust, was a single white fire marble! This must have been one of Aitrus’, one Ghen had given him when they  passed through here so long ago!! A Treasure!!

Had Charlie made sure this door was open, for me….so I cold enjoy this journey, and have a remembrance….

AS much as I wanted to look around, I was determined to press on. I was not tired. An overflow of adrenaline flooded my blood, and I knew that I would not rest until I got to Cleft.

I walked several hours through  twisted tunnels, thankful for the map, but really barely needing it. It was almost as if the Cleft was calling to me. Somewhere off in the distance I could hear wind…but yes…wind, coming  down the Well…

THE WELL!! I was a t the recess, carved in the side….and sat, very likely on the ledge, Ghen sat on while he waited ofr Aitrus to catch up after the  trek down this  unnerving tube!

Well …, no, pun intended… I may as well get going…up…up, along the narrow stairs that wound their way  up.

Like Aitus did, I imagined I was in a Tree…. , but the winds coming down, made me shiver, not with cold, but fear, excitement, anticipation.

I came to the top, a narrow tunnel of steps then the steep slope up to the final stretch of lava tube…..It was 6 hours since I left the eder. I really had no idea what time it was…except…KI time.

I checked the KI again.

To Ro”Jethhe: HI…RO…is that really you??

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Yes it’s really me

To Ro”Jethhe: OH MAN!!!! I am so crazy excited…… I am in the Lava tube, under the Cauldor in Cleft…..

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Just hope you don’t get burned up.

To Ro”Jethhe: No you silly man…the lava was way back…the walk over that was scarrrrry.

To Ro”Jethhe: I made it RO!!!…I have been trying to go from City to Cleft for nearly 5 years!!!!.

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Excellent, you found the way.

To Ro”Jethhe: I have one more tube to follow…..I should be out to Cleft in about 15 mins.

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: is there enough light there to see?

To Ro”Jethhe: I have a flashlight, but I must admit my batteries are dying…my phone has life a bit..and I found one lonely fire of Aitrus’, Im sure.

To Ro”Jethhe: Hey..what day is it??

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Today is Monday Nov. 9

To Ro”Jethhe: OH…wow… I made that trip in 6 days. It felt like 60 though………..wait…..another tunnel????

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: KI time is 07:09

To Ro”Jethhe: Yes, my KI is working well…good thing. My phone died, and I forgot to change out the battery.

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Food and water.

To Ro”Jethhe: Oh….I am almost out now….this is the end, not the start.I had packed enough for a week
To Ro”Jethhe: I am going to try this other tunnel…the map says to stay right…but, I have time to explore…and I am so close!!
From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: You have a map?

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Is that the map Gehn drew?

To Ro”Jethhe: Yes..I found a map a while of Aitrus’. It has served me well

To Ro”Jethhe: I think it was Ghens originally, but this version is Aitrus’

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Well don’t loose it, guard it well.
To Ro”Jethhe: I have, this Map is precious…. Wait…..this tunnel is blocked by a big rock…..I need to move it…it looks like it has been moved here…

To Ro”Jethhe: OH man it is heavy….

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: You are at a dead end?

I moved a rock!!

To Ro”Jethhe: no….no…Im in Cleft…Im in the living space.The tunnel I should have come out of was up on the Cauldron.
RO!!! I am in Cleft!!!! this tunnel lead right into the one sleeping area.but the wall, I just came through…
there is no hole.

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There should be a hole!!
I just came through that rock!

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: How did you move it?

To Ro”Jethhe: Hey, I’m stronger than I look.

To Ro”Jethhe: Im back!!!!….finally….KIimage0009 - Copy

To Ro”Jethhe: Well I will sign off…and get cleaned up.

To Ro”Jethhe: A week in caves…yuch..I’m a mess.

To Ro”Jethhe: see you laters…

From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Better clean up and take a long rest.

To Ro”Jethhe: Im really not that tired….


To Ro”Jethhe: I rested in Eder tomahn…but that was over 6 hours ago….and that was one wicked climb

To Ro”Jethhe: Hey Yeesha is here!! What a joyous greeting!!


From Ro”Jethhe in Ro”Jethhe’s Relto: Yeesha!! Desert Bird

To Ro”Jethhe: to my Relto….thanks….KIimage0014

Adventures of Angelmyst #7; Angels Return

This Relto, although in shape, like my dear Relto, has nothing else to make me feel at home and comfortable.Relto

I went through the inventory in my back pack.

My dehydrated fruit and vegetables are all gone, but the containers are useful.

a couple extra containers to keep water in.


water purification tablets,

a small cook stove and cook pot,

a change of clothes,

emergency blanket,

first aide kit,




spare batteries,

and my cell phone.



…………this made me laugh, and in my mild state of panic, my laugh became hysterical…..I laughed until I cried…and then in sheer exhaustion, fell asleep.

When I woke I sat looking out to the misty nothingness.

I do wish I could get back over to the little island, for at least there may be roots that are edible.

After wandering every square inch of this rock for two weeks, well 16 days to be precise….. I have found three things that will be a help to keep me alive for a while.

The grass, although somewhat bitter, is not toxic. After hesitantly trying it, since I figured I am going to die here, may as well be now  as opposed to later, I found it satisfying.

The misty dew is thick…and using the  cup in my back pack, and my emergency blanket I could gather some every morning…..enough to  keep me from thirst.

and….Fire Marbles!!!!

It is amazing how something so simple could give such joy.

Even though I have flint, there is little to make a fire with, and the nights are warm, and there is no sign of danger, so I have not needed the fire…but the presence of something to remind me of home is a comfort.

I found them while testing out some of the grass roots. I was digging, and saw a glow beneath the soil. My hope was it was some kind of link out of here….but I was slightly disappointed.

How long I could stay alive on water and grass??? Well cows do it…..but I am not a cow!

I took off my KI and laid it on the blanket next to the firemarbles…and something strange happened.

It turned on!!

It displayed as if I was on my relto…in the present time.????

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It was 7:21 KI time…and the KI had one picture on it…me?? in my Relto…angelmysts relto!!!

There was some hope…but how??

The fire marbles had to be the answer.

Did they have more to them than we realize?

They were my link to the present…..I wondered…If I linked through my relto book…with the fire marbles in my back pack…would I arrive in the present…your present???

I had to find out.

I gathered all of my things together…

put the precious fire marbles in my back pack…

opened my Relto book….

and linked…

I…..IMG_20150509_093706265 with no KI…I had to take a picture with my cell phone.

a brand new relto…but it was different than the one I saw on my KI…

I do not have one…..

This is different …but how…when..who??

Too many questions.

I am going to figure out some things before I go anywhere….except I am going to get a KI!!!!

I am a newbie!!!

It is as if I had never been here.

I wonder what has been affected from my trek to the past?

Before I go back to the Cavern, I am going to see what things in my other adventures have been affected. Since I have treked through the Caverns, and now have a map and a goo idea of the path, I should be able to find those strange out of the way places again…..maybe…maybe

Since I have not really been here, according to the KI, I am wondering what things are different…As in any story when the past was changed, there are side affects to the present. I have a hope…that some changes will be good, but I am afraid there may be some bad side affects as well.

I am going to refresh my back pack, and head to the Cleft..and head ….oh wait.

My boat…Trapper brought it back to the city….Now I have to think this through..which way do I want to go?


My linking book to the Winter the Ski Lodge…I can link to it and see if they are okay…if…if…

the book is still in my wardrobe.

Since this relto is new…..

Since I have not been here….

Was I ever .’there’???

If the book is not there, does that mean I did not mess up that age…does that mean I can maybe just go and eliminate the animal for them, so they are free to come and go as they choose…and so that dear family…..they do not die??

Oh I so hope so…who ever gets a chance to undo the mistakes they have made??

I have a chance to undo this….Oh the thought of this possibility thrills me to the core!

Before I get my KI I am going to go see if my boat is down by the Library cliffs…..

No sign of it….so if I have never been here..then I never built a boat!!!!!

Oh my..what else has been affected by my trek  to the past…??

No book in my wardrobe…..

I am going to go to the Cleft and retrace from that point….I have to see if the changes have affected those dear people..the other ages I had found on my adventures are of little consequence, but….if I have changed things enough to have those dear folk still alive!!!

AS many times as I have seen Zandi, he acted like he did not know me?? Was that because…he did not know me??

I checked my back pack…and headed into the Caverns……I have to find out…I have to know.

I wandered for hours. I am seeing  the things so familiar now to me…and I kept pushing onward. After five long I saw the  heavy, mossy , 12 foot high curtain.113 - Copy I knew where I was….but had no desire to go back to the Valley of Shells.

I was making my way through a part of the caves that made a very steep descent downwards. I had my climbing gear this time, but I was not planning on using it. I was not expecting to go far this day, but I could smell fresh air and a hint of grass and flowers in the air again, and I knew what was around the corner…..My TREE!!!!!

Again, I was not going to go there….at least I was making progress…..

I continued..driven..

Past the Shaft…past the tomahn…..then I saw it…

the marble…..the cause..or the correction of my past woes??

I wanted to go it…but I was not going to be detered…I had focused on those dear folk. I had to see if they were alive.

Again…I got to a point that I am lost… map…well it is helping some, but I am………..lost.

Lost is a good thing.

In my lostness, I can wander, and in my wandering I should find…………..

Wait….the air, something in the air is different..YES!!!!!!!!!!….the smell is getting stronger, almost unbearable, As I feel in the semi darkness, I bump my shins on …the chair…the same chair!!!!!!!!As much as I want to continue, and see if my people are okay…I am exhausted…sleep…sweet sleep.

The rest was so needed…..
The book still sitting on a crate, I go to it again, and get the feeling of dejavu… its’ pages covered in dust as if I had never been here…… I carefully blow off the dust, and without

I link into my Jalak room…..

I rose pillars and looked through each age….all looked as it did the last  time I was here…. I decided to go to the West age, where I had encountered the animal that I had let loose and allowed  the death of that family. If that age is as I left it…or different….then I know that going to the past has erased what I had done.

I prepared for the possibility of encountering the danger, but also knew that if it is as I hoped the danger was gone. I raised the pillars and ran to the door…SMACK!!!!!!!!!


The door would not open….and I have a broken nose to prove it!!!!!!!

I had to try the other doors….even though I was in pain…..more will not hurt….much.

As the West…none of the doors would respond to my attempts.

Then I saw it..grrrr…could not have seen this before I broke my nose…..640px-Voynich_Manuscript_(119)

I could not make out much of the text, although familiar. I will have to take some time to translate it.

I could see two words I knew. ……door and  locked!!

Even if I do not  get this translated, I know that I have changed this….I am certain the people are still alive, and safe..from me, and from who ever else may try to change their lives.

I decided to relto out, and see what changes are in  my own life….what has happened to angelmyst?

   I wandered through the city. It was as if I was invisible. No one said anything to me, and no one responded. Something is not right. I am out of time, the time line has been affected, and my presence is not registering on the Great Zero.

I went to Cleft again and decided to see if an encounter with Yeesha would fix this time warp I seem to have created.

As usual I changed my hood, from DRC 755 to angelmysts hood, then, resisting the temptation to go to the city again, I headed to Cleft.


After speaking with Yeesha, I am certain that all is fixed. I will head to the city and see if anyone knows me!!

After wandering the City, I finally see a bud from before I got lost…Rabbit…Rabbit knows me!!!! I am truly home.


What of the ages I had visited, and had changed…now that I have fixed the timeline…..

Oh my…………

I fear Angelmyst is not finished her wanderings through the Caverns.