The light ray is fractured and the universal planes are clashing. And fifteen-year-old Tarl Argon, who holds a special knowledge bestowed by his late mother, is called upon to balance these paths.
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The Light Voyager
The light ray is fractured and the universal planes are clashing. And fifteen-year-old Tarl Argon, who holds a special knowledge bestowed by his late mother, is called upon to balance these paths. The task seems impossible, but Tarl sees no alternative but to follow the plan.
Tarl's journey takes him to extraordinary worlds where he discovers he is capable of a lot more than he thought possible. But many questions haunt him. Will he find Truth and Light? Can he learn to understand the triangle of expanding life? Can he face his demons in time to pull these paths into alignment? Or will the prophesized catastrophes annihilate everything?
As the universe rips, Tarl's fears threaten to overwhelm him until he is confronted with a face he has seen in his dreams. Could this strange, young girl with the grey eyes be the key? He has seen her future in the Moon Gate but he must not let that future happen. With the help of his Uncle Rembeu the Teacher, Melik the Star Gazer, and Umbra the Light Worker, he must hope his imagination is only the beginning of what is possible.
"Melik," Rembeu cleared his throat, "the consequence of taking no risk is 1000 million times greater than the risk."
Melik's hands had become raised stop signs.
"Alright, alright, good then, that's out of the way. Had to be said. Hmm...now what we begin on is calculating the co-ordinates that will enable your entry." He stood and moved over to one of the many benches spread with papers.
"Rembeu...?" Tarl started to ask about the precise details of the risks they were to undergo but small fast shakes of Rembeu's head told Tarl that now was not the time to interrupt Melik's train of thought.
"I have been calculating aspects of the stars in these constellations," Melik was using his forefinger to circle part of a star map that he had thrown on the perspex table. Switching on a light which glowed brightly from underneath, the stars in question became illuminated, "and comparing them to the corresponding times of the stars in the next planes," A large sheet of paper was then tossed on the map that had been worked over several times by Melik's pencil, "I can calculate the time paths from these points." He waved a jittery finger across the sheet. "And then use the Crystal Radiant to trace the appropriate reality stream. Of course you are well versed in the use of the Atlas Wheel at home, this will be used to transcend." Melik's hands were fighting around the back of his head.
Tarl realized Melik was talking about the wheel-door at the entrance to Atlas Mountain.
"Yes, yes, go on," Rembeu was getting excited.
"The wheel will have to be programmed precisely, and in conjunction with the Crystal Radiant. You and Umbra will have to work together there." Melik stopped, dead-still, realizing something important. "Do you know what you are going to do when you get to each of these streams?"
For the first time Tarl saw his uncle flounder. The awakening had given them the idea of where to begin but the actual solution lay within the experience. The visions had given Tarl abstract images of what they may face but nothing specific. They would have to travel to these alternate planes first and figure on a solution from there.
"They're humans just like us, Melik," Rembeu stated, "they may have had a different evolutionary growth but we will be able to understand their purpose and experience."
"And hopefully their language," Melik's palms patted the top of his head. Rembeu was cross at himself for not thinking of this.
Melik saw Rembeu's expression.
"Oh, oh, just thinking out loud. But you don't need to worry about language." He began rummaging in a perspex draw near some distillation tubes. "I have been sending small probes out to the surrounding systems and I think I have discovered a type of Tektite." He was holding a small black rock out in front of him, gazing at it reverently. "I have put it through several non-gravitational tests and after heating it and combing it with Acidis Nectrim - the rock found on Charon, Pluto's moon- the vapor released forms another solid."
Rembeu, knowing this could go on forever, tried to bring him to the point.
"Does this have something to do with language?"
Melik appeared surprised for a moment as if even he had forgotten where he was going.
"Oh, oh, yes that's right. The solid form is this," he picked up another shiny smooth gray disk about the size of an eye and brought it over. "It stores and transmits energies. It's based on the idea of the Crystal Voicers but much much better." He was smiling and nodding.
"Mmmm," Rembeu nodded trying to encourage a speedy resolve, "and the part about language?"
"Each voice holds a slightly different energy. If you take say, two people and imprint both of their energies onto this stone, each person will hear the energy as their own."
Tarl had no idea what he was talking about. Hoping someone would explain it to him without him having to ask, he waited until he saw his uncle's expression rise with the slow process of understanding.
"Melik! What are you saying? Please just spit it out!"
"It's a voice or language translator." He handed the gray disk to Rembeu. "To open it, press here, speak clearly and say 'open dialogue'. You can speak in any language you like."
Rembeu did as he was told adding a few warbling Altai words. As he spoke the disk jazzed with colors and then turned gray again. Melik took the disk and handed it to Tarl.
"Tarl you do the same but speak the language you want it to translate into." Melik's excitement was causing him to bob on the spot. Tarl did as he was told. Melik then placed it back in Rembeu's hand. Rembeu pressed the disk and Tarl's voice began to speak the strange tones of an Altai.
Amazed, Rembeu handed it back to Tarl. Rembeu's voice rang out:
"Melik needs lessons in summarizing." The joke seemed to go over Melik's head but Tarl and Rembeu broke out in laughter.
"Wonderful." cried Rembeu. "You certainly do keep busy up here don't you?"
Melik's face showed pure happiness.
"I have lots of other discoveries I could show you..."
"And we certainly want to hear all about them but perhaps we should start working on these calculations first." Rembeu was staring at the Voicer astounded. Melik was delighted.
It took much longer than they had hoped to calculate the many factors into their first journey. Tarl had begun to enjoy the light weight atmosphere and found a small push from a wall could accelerate his walking speed. He was amazed at how many vitamins and calcium derivatives his uncle insisted he consume in this relatively short time but he did as he was told. He discovered that he loved hearing Melik's stories and listened to him relate tales of star lore and science as they worked.
Melik taught Tarl about red giants; bigger than the sun which blew off their atmosphere leaving a white dwarf behind. He taught him about black holes, the worship of certain stars by the Ancients and even explained his thoughts on the holographic universe. But stars were his great love.
"See that cloudy area there? That's a molecular cloud...inside it, fresh stars are being formed. And see there, that is the Horses Head Nebula ..." and on it went.
Melik spent a great deal of his time checking the telescopes and measuring distances. Prior to their arrival he had sent out several probes that placed mirrors on many of the surrounding moons. These reflected light and gave a point of projection by which he could judge precise distances. His anxiety ticks had all but disappeared now he had so much to keep him busy. Tarl was amazed that he could perform so many complex calculations and recite detailed scientific explanations simultaneously.
Rembeu spent most of his time peering through the external telescope as if searching desperately for something he could not find. They always joined for meals to discuss their progress and exchange their findings.
Finally a breakthrough came. Rembeu's muffled cry from the external telescope alerted the attention of Melik and Tarl. Rembeu was madly pointing to a rich array of stars lying north-west of Orion and south-west of Auriga.
Melik began jolting every available limb.
"Oh, oh, quick telescope three," he was pushing Tarl over to one of the larger indoor telescopes. When Rembeu saw Melik was aiming it in the right direction he moved toward the entry hatch.
Melik focused on the celestial equator.
"It's Taurus," he said as his hands dropped by his sides, "and it's time."