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A fantastic swashbuckling adventure story
about the charismatic, altruistic pirate
Captain Juan Ortuga
''The Robin Hood of the Seven Seas'' Read amazing tales of Starseeds, Gold and Treasures,
Mythical Creatures, Pleiadean Portals, Ancient Eastern Magic,
Freedom, Love and Humility as Captain Ortuga and his colourful crew
Time Travel between the 1700s and the 1960s, sailing on the Liberty Bell
to the far sides of the world and teleporting on the Elohim Throne
to the far sides of the Universe. This book is a GAIA product, so in keeping with Captain Ortuga''s altruistic vision, a percentage of the profit of the sale goes to helping people in need.

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Publié par	Austin Macauley Publishers Ltd
Date de parution	29 mai 2020
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781528953757
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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Captain Ortuga and the Elohim Throne
Elgar Somerville
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-05-29
Captain Ortuga and the Elohim Throne Copyright Information © Author’s Note Chapter One As Time Goes By Chapter Two The Liberty Bell Chapter Three Bad Moon Rising Chapter Four Threshold of a Dream Chapter Five Pacific Eardrum Chapter Six She Sells Sanctuary Chapter Seven The Man Who Sold the World Chapter Eight Queen of All My Dreams Chapter Nine Harvest for the World Chapter Ten Along the Watchtower Chapter Eleven Stairway to Heaven Chapter Twelve After the Goldrush Chapter Thirteen Actions Speak Louder than Words Chapter Fourteen He Who Dares, Wins Chapter Fifteen The Temper Trap Pirate Spirit
Copyright Information ©
Elgar Somerville (2020)
The right of Elgar Somerville to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.
Any person who commits any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.
ISBN 9781788236881 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781788236911 (Hardback)
ISBN 9781528953757 (ePub e-book)
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First Published (2020)
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Author’s Note
Work on this first book of the Ortuga Jukebox Trilogy began in the early spring days of 2015, in the Blue Mountains in New South Wales, Australia. The writings of the first GAIA literary book took place next to the beaches, in the Bushland hillsides and tropical rainforests throughout New South Wales, ending in the autumn of 2017.
The titles of the Ortuga Jukebox Trilogy are:
Book One – Captain Ortuga and the Elohim Throne
Book Two – Captain Ortuga and the Art of Noise
Book Three – Captain Ortuga and the Aquarian Dawn
Conceived, researched and developed in the Blue Mountains, the new family board game, Ortuga, was released onto the market in 2012 and is set to forge a new vanguard and galvanise the board games market. Subsequently, the global, not-for-profit service – GAIA – Global Altruistic Industry Accreditation, was founded in 2013 from humanitarian insights and knowledge. Highlighting the creative pathway, Ortuga became the World’s First GAIA Product, with a percentage of profits from sales being donated to homeless communities and disadvantaged families. Supporting the Ortuga brand is the first book of a Trilogy – Captain Ortuga and the Elohim Throne – written by the author under the pen name Elgar Somerville.
Chapter One

As Time Goes By
After the boundless journey of 5000 miles across three principal waters of the seven seas, the Indian, South and North Atlantic Oceans transporting Indian oils, spices and dried fruits, the merchant trading ship of Ganji-i-Sawai was drawing closer to its destination of the British seaport of Bristol. The freight vessel was heavily armed and each and every crew member carried weapons to fend off attacks by pirates or other plundering, aquatic fleets. The notoriously known vessel of frequent combat slowly entered the mouth of the Bristol channel that led to the cargo port where the goods would be unloaded and inspected by the HM Revenue & Customs Office in the district of Temple Back; then the goods would be transported further to the depot warehouse and re-distributed to retail outlets and shopping centres around the united kingdoms of England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland, France, Germany and Spain.
On its way along the reefed channel, an English pirate, Henry Avery, tagged along behind the merchant trading ship in a single mast sloop vessel. When the pirate sailing craft reached the rear of the cargo vessel, Avery threw a grappling rope up to hook onto the timber railings. Most of the crew of the cargo vessel were based at the front of the ship preparing to dock at the port as Henry Avery climbed up the stern and walked towards the bridge to see if the Indian Captain, Fateh Muhammed, was in there.
Opening the door to the bridge, Avery stood quietly behind the Captain; reaching inside his coat, he took out a cloth soaked with a natural anaesthetic liquid. The Captain pressed an inquiry into the atmosphere.
“Who is there, what is that smell?”
Before he could turn around, Avery shoved the cloth onto his face covering his mouth and nose causing the Captain to fall unconscious. He collapsed onto the bridge decking and Henry Avery then bent down to remove the hat and uniform jacket from the Captain. At the very same time, the crew lowered the anchor and docked the vessel at the port of Bristol, then they walked down to the ship’s berth to settle into their hammocks to sleep for the night to regain strength for the future working tasks of unloading the goods the following morning.
Of a Celtic, northern Irish heritage, the Chief Customs Officer, Joseph Tullman, was mildly chauvinistic but overly fanatical to the importation and accurate inspection of goods from other countries. Usually, he would not allow full cargo to be removed from any ship before he opened and inspected the sample goods in several of the shipping containers.
The night was the planetary timing of the full moon and feeling physically empowered but mentally absent, Joseph Tullman allowed the cargo to be unloaded by his colleagues. When the pottery oil jars, spice baskets, crates and barrels – each filled with various goods – arrived at the warehouse in Temple Back port, they were stockpiled next to his office for him to obsessively inspect each container to ensure that they were not packed with any illegal spices or recreational substances that would devastate his employment seniority. After his inspection, he would order his forklift operator to carry the shipment onto the main storage flooring area within the warehouse for distribution. That night, the rare moonlighting was the second full moon in the month of February 1959; the power of the Blue Moon made him restrain his time to sleep, and he carried on working through the night. By midnight, he had inspected all the handmade pottery jars, woven storage baskets and wooden containers. He unwittingly seized hold of kilogrammes of each of his favourite aromatic powdered Patchouli, Sandalwood, Frankincense and Nag Champa. As the fragrances deeply absorbed into his clothing, he sat down at his desk to fill out the allocation paperwork. Joseph felt so peaceful and stress free that he turned on his cassette player to listen to a magnificent song titled Something in the Air by a band called Thunderclap Newman.
The musical rhythm was so penetrating that a newly employed, young Security Guard charged down from outside of the building into the warehouse where he hid behind the storage baskets to observe what was going on. Joseph emptied out every one of his pockets and placed the powdered fragrances into his briefcase. As the outro of the song faded away, Joseph fell into a stunted power nap and began snoring.
Believing that Joseph was a criminal burglar, the Security Guard walked out from behind his camouflaged hiding into the office; he pulled out his gun and shoved it against Joseph’s temple. Shaking his body to energise himself, Joseph nervously stared into the Guard’s eyes, that were filled with aggression. The guardsman blurted out his conviction insight:
“I have witnessed your criminal act of stealing goods from this warehouse, who are you? I will have to use that phone to contact the local police to arrest you before the night moves on.”
Forcefully, Joseph swung his right arm upwards, barging the steel gun barrel away from his head, then plunged his fist into the Security Guard’s stomach which made the young man collapse onto the concrete flooring; falling down heavily, he banged his head on the slate and fell unconscious. Joseph Tullman dragged the dishevelled body of the Security Guard, Stuart Hirst, back into the warehouse and flopped it close to the warehouse entry door, thinking that when the staff arrived in the morning, they could assist the Guard to regain his health. Then Joseph returned back to his office; silence and stillness of the full moon re-emerged in the office atmosphere whilst he emptied the fragrant powders out of his briefcase into large recycled envelopes; putting pen to paper, he scribed his signature for full authority on documents of the cargo to be dispatched in the morning. Sitting at his desk, he then heard chaotic, jangling sounds coming from the back of the canvas partition where the straw baskets filled with spices were stacked. He assumed that the noise was of the young Security Guard or possibly that of rats eating some of the dried fruits or contaminating the expensive spices. Opening the bottom draw of a filing cabinet, he pulled out a torch and a hefty wooden mallet with a view to slaughter the creatures before they destroyed the natural healing effects of the herbal seasonings. He acted quickly, for if the creatures contaminated the goods, the infection would erode his reputation and senior position of the Customs Office. Jumping up from his seat in silence, he moved toward the rustling sounds that were coming from inside one of the large calendula straw basket containers. Lifting his presence up into the night air and expanding his chest, he felt empowered and commanding enough to kill any other life forms without any reveng