The Wave

One Mind

              Sylvia and her sisters sat on the straw in the stable. They had been
    taught as children never to surrender .. Rebbecca looked at the horses,
    "We can ride out of here." Sylvia shook her head slowly: no. She was the
    oldest. "Friederich is still with them." she whispered. Sarah picked up stones
    and placed them nearby for throwing weapons. "Elohim is our justice and truth.
    It is better to die free, than live as a slave." Sarah said sharpening a wooden rod
    with a sharp stone. Sylvia lowered her gaze on the rocks and they levitated.
    "Do not fear. The Lady of the Moon is with us." She released her gaze and the
    stones fell.

              Friederich pushed back the stable doors and strode in, "Well?"
    His three wives ran and embraced him. "I have made a peace with the tribe
    of Arius. They will help us bring the City of God back to Earth." Sarah face
    beamed, "Our Lady is returning?" She jumped in place with a toothy smile
    along with her sisters. And Friederich laughed. The three sisters stepped out
    amongst tall blond women and red haired men. They had never seen so strange
    a people. "Would you like to bath?" a strong man asked. He was over seven feet.
    Rebbecca looked up, "With you?" All of the Germans laughed. Friederich instructed
    his wives to go and bath with the women. There was a hot spahh fed by natural gas.
    The fire burned blue.

            Friederich aligned his shuttle with the lunar Vatican. "It is a miracle your
    microwave satellite remains active." Aron said. "It collects cosmic microwaves and
    funnels them. With the proper frequency it transports any object any distance."
    Friederich explained as he ran out his cable to the camps fusion generator.
    "All is as Rachael has foreseen." Friedrich added. The Moon began to fade in and
    out of site. "Will the Moon remain?" Aron asked, while focusing his binoculars on
    the Moon. Friederich smiled and tapped out the activation code. Lightening broke
    in the night sky as the ghost image of the Vatican appeared around the camp.

                      "Whoever has no place anywhere has a place everywhere."
                Rachael spoke, standing beside Friederich and in her garden in
                the lunar Vatican.

    She placed her cold ghost hand on Aron's shoulder.  "Are you a believer?" she asked.
    Aron ran his hand along her arm to her shoulder, "I can feel you." He smiled.
    Rachael kissed Friederich, "Now I am alive again!"

    The Vatican stood again on Earth.

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