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This selection of short stories is aimed at children and is masterfully written by Hedley Griffin. Each story offers a spiritual and moral meaning.

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Publié par	Andrews UK
Date de parution	19 décembre 2012
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781908352170
Langue	English

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NUNSDRAKKA’S CHILD
And Other Stories
Hedley Griffin

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Text and illustrations Copyright © 2012 Hedley Griffin
The right of Hedley Griffin to be identified as the Author of this Work has been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1998
Published in 2012 by DangerSpot Books Ltd
PO BOX 274
Woodbridge
Suffolk
IP13 8WX
Digital edition converted and distributed in 2012 by
Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
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NunsDrakka’s Child
A long time ago, before history, before the time of the ‘Winged Pharaohs’, even before the Second Civilisation, Lemuria, when the majestic dinosaurs walked the Earth, there lived a great and mighty Lord. His name was NunsDrakka. He and his people lived freely in the dry deserted land amongst the rocks and caves of LazKandra.
It had been a very peaceful time when all animals were not afraid to walk and commune with the people. Everyone was kind and understanding to all creatures and fear was unknown. But this civilisation was young, fresh and untried. It was also a time when, although evil was known, it had not impacted, and was not as powerful as it is in our world today. Even so, the seeds of unrest had been sown. A little strife and conflict had begun to disturb this gentle culture.
The people were simple and carved everything they needed from quartz, granite and jade. They also created beautiful objects from amber and rock crystal. They ate very little, but lived a very long time. NunsDrakka himself was very, very old and soon he would need to leave LazKandra, return home and sleep for a period of recharging. But before doing so, he was so concerned about the increasing unrest in his land that he felt the need to have children to follow the royal lineage. He hoped that his offspring would keep order over any troubled corners in his kingdom where rumblings of disquietude were threatening to destroy this beautiful culture.
Then one day, his youngest wife gave birth to his first child, a boy. Because he was gracious NunsDrakka asked his people to give his son a name, but no-one stepped forward to offer any suggestions. Messengers were sent out into far corners of the land. Many weeks went by and nobody provided a suitable name for NunsDrakka’s son.
The Lord became very sad.
“What say you?” he asked his people. “Does no-one care enough to give my son a name?”
Everyone remained silent.
As the sun set over the desert, the fingers of lilac twilight beckoned that time of evening known as ‘between the dog and the wolf’, and the elders were summoned. Eventually, in conclave, it was decided that Satiti, the eldest and wisest, should advise NunsDrakka. “Good Satiti,” said NunsDrakka. “You are a kind and wise woman. Can you not find for me my son’s name?”
“Yes, NunsDrakka, I could try, but can you not find a suitable name yourself? After all, you are the father?”
“Yes, but as I believe a name should have meaning and it is important, I wanted my people to decide.”
“Come, my Lord. Then, let us ask the Crystal.”
Satiti led NunsDrakka across the desert. The journey was to take several days, as they trekked across the hot and barren wasteland. Travelling night and day they did not stop until they reached the Forbidden Cave.
Slowly they descended down, down into the great depths, while a harmony of beautiful sound greeted them from below. When they finally touched the floor, a spring of water arose from the centre of the cave. Gradually, a gentle light glowed from within the water and a large, brilliantly shining crystal formed. The light was almost too bright for NunsDrakka’s eyes. As it shone in rays and facets of many colours a voice spoke from within.
“Greetings, my Lord Satiti and NunsDrakka. You are welcome.”
NunsDrakka bowed and Satiti fell to her knees and prostrated herself before the magnificent Crystal, and with tearful eyes and an emotional voice she asked “Oh, mighty Lord, Lord of all wisdom, we have dared to enter your cave and seek your advice.”
“I know of this, and the answer for which you search is very simple, as in all things. In the first part of the Natural Law it states that ‘One should always be gracious, one to the other, even unto thy enemies it must be so.’ Because it is written here, it is the Law. Sequat deo Laudum.”
Satiti turned to NunsDrakka.
“As your first child is the result of a perfect respect, honour and harmony between two people, should he not be called ‘Sympathy’, meaning ‘graciousness’?” NunsDrakka was pleased, and named his son ‘Sympatha’ as Satiti had suggested.
There followed two more years while Sympatha was growing up and NunsDrakka’s wife produced two more children, both daughters.
“What names would you wish to give your daughters, my husband?” she asked.
NunsDrakka looked sad for a moment.
“I would ask my people again to offer names, but I fear they would all remain silent. I believe it would be better to ask Satiti once more.”
Satiti was summoned before NunsDrakka.
“The great Lord of the Horizon, the Great Mind, has been good to us and has provided us with two more children, both daughters. May I ask you, what names you would give them?”
“Should we not ask the Crystal again, for is it not the source of all wisdom?”
“You are indeed a wise counsellor, Satiti. I would be pleased if you would take me there again, as before.” She smiled and bowed. It had been agree.
On entering the Forbidden Cave, again the water rose from the floor in the centre and the Crystal appeared in a brilliant light, and spoke.
“Greetings. You are most welcome. NunsDrakka, you come again, seeking names for your children?”
“Yes, my Lord, it is so.”
“Then the answer is simple, always simple. Are you not the ‘Lord of Time’?”
“Yes, my Lord.”
“Then your first daughter shall be known as ‘Truth’, for is not Truth the daughter of Time?”
NunsDrakka smiled and bowed. The Crystal spoke again.
“Your second child shall be known as ‘Peace’, for only after the birth of Truth may Peace follow.” NunsDrakka smiled and bowed again.
“And one day, all men shall know of this,” said Satiti, as she slowly walked forward into the Crystal and disappeared.
NunsDrakka took the news back to his people, to tell them that one day, Peace would reign over the land.

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