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Conundrum

“It’s a strange thing being accused of something I didn’t witness or have any involvement. Stranger still that my accusers absolutely believe I am responsible despite my honest explanation of the little I know.”

The young man looked upset, mystified and unusually withdrawn.

“Have they accused you of taking something valuable my friend?”

Laughter without mirth.

“Three or four small pieces of metal with sharp spikes to deter my daughter’s kittens and our old family cat from walking across his balcony wall.”

“He would harm another living creature?”

“Oh, I doubt he would see it like that, but yes, I believe he would.”

“Did you know these offensive pieces of metal were on that wall?”

“Yes, I did. As did several other people who care for cats.  We live in a small village, news travels.”

“So, tell me my young friend. What part have you played in this incident?”

The young man wandered to the edge of the precipice and looked across mountains and valleys. The silver reflection of a river snaked along the valleys, fading to a thin grey line until the eye could no longer discern river from land. He turned back to face his friend.

“Although I know the truth of what happened to the spikes, I had no involvement. Sharing what I know may have brought wrath upon another and I didn’t wish to handle that. My instinct was to protect.”

This may sound strange, but when the young man looked at the wise old man he always saw a young image. There was no telling how old he was but no matter what, he always seemed young and full of love, life and vitality. Age in our regular, mundane sense, is of no consequence and when he talks; the younger man hears and understands every word. There is never any doubt but sometimes his words bring long periods of thought and reflection.

“You sense something deeper at work?”

The young man laughed, this time with humour.

“For a change I have an instant response. The man with the spikes and his wife have something far deeper going on. Something they have carried for a great length of time which they have tried to bury and ignore. This something isn’t shared, it’s different for each. It’s as though a darkness cloaks their true being but, they are so used to it that the truth is far away like the source of that river. They need to ask for a sword of light to cleanse their pain.”

“How will they do that?”

“I’ve sent compassion, love and light but I don’t think it will be enough. They need a physical helping hand.”

“This may be a great opportunity to make new friends, but I see your problem. You are the bad guy, they believe you took their spikes. To share the truth may harm another. A difficult conundrum.”

One

The young man sat on the edge of a limestone pavement in a forest glade facing the early afternoon sun. Not summer but warm and comfortable enough to wear shorts and a T-shirt. He grounded himself to the earth and connected with the cosmic energy. His aura glowed a brilliant orange as he focused on a bulbous knot on the trunk of an ancient oak at the edge of the glade.

A long breath in through the nose filled his lungs, he closed his eyes gently, releasing the breath. His focus behind the eyes strong, he shifted his attention to the third eye. Locked to the earth with a thundering waterfall from his root chakra, thoughts of past, present and future faded away.

“I am one with my body. One with the earth.”

He repeated the mantra as though following a guide. Allowing the final word to drift away when his attention shifted to a tiny pebble on the palm of his left hand. The column of cosmic energy mingled with earth energy and warmed the pebble, moving it slightly. His right hand moved across and palm-down, hovered over the left palm, enclosing the pebble in a ball of dynamic energy.

In that moment he connected and smiled; he sent the energy to somebody in need, opened his eyes and saw his old friend leaning against the ancient oak.

“Hello my old friend. What is it today? Something always presents when we meet.”

“Tell me the story of when you met your love.”

The young man smiled, his look far away in a happy place.

“Lost in a crowd, she noticed me and directed me to where I needed to be.”

“Where was that place?”

“Well, it was a simple dining hall on a university campus. I didn’t realise that it was far more until our hands unintentionally touched. A spark of energy exploded through my body and in the instant it lasted, I knew I must never let her go.”

“It was a profound moment my young friend.”

“That was only the beginning. Within a few hours I met another woman who told the same family history story as my own and we share the same family name. That was special, but nothing compared to what followed.

My love and I sat on a hill later that night. We watched a spectacular show of shooting stars. During that show we opened our hearts and shared our deepest feelings, hopes and desires. Despite present circumstances, we both understood our meeting was absolutely right.”

“What about the other woman? The one with who you share a name.”

“Born on the opposite side of the world and raised in a culture completely different from my own. Yet we came to know one another as though we had always been friends. I can’t explain what brought us together and how, despite living far away and in completely different lives, our connection remains unshakable after more than twenty years.”

“Synchronicity; sometimes the universe conspires to synchronise events such as meeting your friend and your ‘love.’ There is nothing to explain.”

“On this I agree without reservation.”

Reach Out Beyond The Pyre

As the storylines developed and were woven together I was drawn deeper into the historical fabric of this carefully researched book. The strongly drawn characters, shades of fantasy and dramatic action overlaying the real history of the Cathars made for an enjoyable and interesting read. David Berkshire (Amazon.co.uk)

I thought the characters were brilliant, and I loved the link between the different centuries, as well as the switch between perspectives and the interesting use of setting. Eleanor Jones

Direct from the publisher, Austin Macauley or Amazon and your local book store, this exciting new novel moves seamlessly between the 13th and 21st centuries. An absorbing read and the second novel from author, Steve Costello. Steve is nearing completion of a third novel, set in very ancient times and the present. Exploring our timeless position in the universe while following some of the BTP characters.

Beyond The Pyre is set in the south of France and within the human mind. Two young lovers reach out to their future selves. Their task; to help protect an ancient secret that humankind must never see. Two quintessentially evil characters stand out but there are hundreds of others with a different motivation. Some seek to destroy everything; others only want the power of the secret. The flame of the human spirit leads characters living across the centuries down many paths. Find out if their spirits truly connect or was it wishful thinking brought about by hope and fear motivating creative ways to survive.

From the darkness beyond the pyre,

two young lovers reach out to the future.

A malevolent force lurks in the shadows,

seeking to destroy them

and expose their closely guarded secret.

 

Published by Austin Macauley, Beyond The Pyre is available in Digital, Hardback and Paperback formats.

In this exciting new novel . . .

. . .  past, present and future collide. Things the characters never thought about come to life. Pulling them into startling events set in the 13th and 21st centuries. BTP isn’t a ghost story. It is as real as the words you are reading now.

In 13th century France during the time of the crusades against the Cathars, two young lovers call out to the 21st century from Beyond The Pyre. Catharine, an adept spiritual traveller hears the call and realises her connection with Elionor, a 13th century noblewoman. There is a treasure that must survive the centuries and stay out of the human domain. The women are central to the survival of the treasure and they must keep it out of the hands of Les Deux, servants of a dark master.

Historical fact merges with fiction which merges with Spirit and mysticism. This story is as much about the Steve’s spiritual journey as it is a gripping story about survival. BTP is about new relationships, loss of loved ones and the tenacity of the human race to make sense from chaos.

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