The Lilith Scroll
by B.L. Marsh
What if you discovered there was “time” before time began? What if everything you thought was true, was not? What if there was a beginning before, “In the beginning”; another story unfolding within our time, steeped in loss, love, betrayal and secrets.
On her twenty-third celebrated birthday, Lilith arrived in Scotland following clues she had secretly collected about her past. Little did she know that her arrival at the Rosslyn Chapel would reignite one of the oldest wars of all time- The Fall. Sides would be chosen, lives would be lost, and the secret kept all this time by the Illuminati would be exposed.
Welcome to Eden, where magic was born, trees are gateways to other realms and angels aren’t what you think they are. Meet Lilith. A young woman with an incredible story, one she isn’t supposed to know much less tell. Meet Sam. A man without a past and powers who rival Lilith’s.
Go back in time. Back to the garden. Experience the magic of creation, the wonder of nature and the betrayal that destroyed it all.
On her twenty-third celebrated birthday, Lilith arrived in Scotland following clues she had secretly collected about her past. Little did she know that her arrival at the Rosslyn Chapel would reignite one of the oldest wars of all time- The Fall. Sides would be chosen, lives would be lost, and the secret kept all this time by the Illuminati would be exposed.
Welcome to Eden, where magic was born, trees are gateways to other realms and angels aren’t what you think they are. Meet Lilith. A young woman with an incredible story, one she isn’t supposed to know much less tell. Meet Sam. A man without a past and powers who rival Lilith’s.
Go back in time. Back to the garden. Experience the magic of creation, the wonder of nature and the betrayal that destroyed it all.
Excerpts
Excerpt
#1
Every
day is a new quest to find her. When I breathe, it is as if I am
missing a part of myself. Because I am. Missing a part of myself. I
have no idea where she was taken. I can not remember her name. All I
know is I am meant to be with her. She is part of me. Part of my
cosmic makeup and was taken from me. . I need her in the deepest,
most tragic and incorrigible way. The wholeness I seek was already
given to me and in a moment, horrifically stolen. But my love for
her, my need for her, my desire for her is as immeasurable as it is
immortal. She was perfection before creation. She is my infinite
mortality.
Excerpt
#2
"And
the one called Lilith challenged the inky void, 'The greater your
darkness the stronger my light will shine. You cannot destroy me or
my God. For you do not understand what greatness is. The path of
sacrifice is the only way to salvation.
You who are a traitor and have Fallen, you who have walked the line to become Shaded, only a great sacrifice and unwavering faith will save you from the depths of the Sheol.'
The broken child began to cry when she was done speaking. The pain of holding back the darkness became to great and her light overtook the entire cave and consumed the darkness.
Here is the second of the miracles of the child called Lilith written this day in the War Chronicles of Man.”
Excerpt
#3
“Did
you sense the pain from within the child?” Declan asked.
“It was greater than anything I have ever experienced. What was done to her is unforgivable. Her strength in not giving into the Shade is unfathomable. Normally, I would say the child has much to learn, but in this case, I fear we have much to learn from her.” Alaric answered with reverence.
Turning toward the pool Declan responded, “Emzara will know what to do. I will call for her as well.”
Looking into the pool, he saw the fair-skinned child lying at Adela’s feet, her long copper locks strewn across a perfectly round face. Declan, the great black unicorn, whispered, “Happy birthday, little one. We will find out who or what has awoken you. You will be safe. No harm shall befall you. This is my solemn vow.”
“It is time dear friend.”
The Dragon and Unicorn Knights cast spell after spell into the pool Runes in ancient languages long since forgotten began to glow on her skin weaving a glowing web of magic around the sleeping girl. A faint orange light caught the Unicorn Knight’s eye. Amongst the glowing runes on her body, a faint symbol on her wrist appeared. Adela watched as the sleeping girl accepted the magic from the kings -- and strengthened it.
“She bears the mark of the Great Sacrifice. The myths are true. I knew she someone important when she came to the cave, but never in all these millennia did I think she was the Taken.” The Knights looked at one another as the reality of who the young girl’s identity became clear.
“It was greater than anything I have ever experienced. What was done to her is unforgivable. Her strength in not giving into the Shade is unfathomable. Normally, I would say the child has much to learn, but in this case, I fear we have much to learn from her.” Alaric answered with reverence.
Turning toward the pool Declan responded, “Emzara will know what to do. I will call for her as well.”
Looking into the pool, he saw the fair-skinned child lying at Adela’s feet, her long copper locks strewn across a perfectly round face. Declan, the great black unicorn, whispered, “Happy birthday, little one. We will find out who or what has awoken you. You will be safe. No harm shall befall you. This is my solemn vow.”
“It is time dear friend.”
The Dragon and Unicorn Knights cast spell after spell into the pool Runes in ancient languages long since forgotten began to glow on her skin weaving a glowing web of magic around the sleeping girl. A faint orange light caught the Unicorn Knight’s eye. Amongst the glowing runes on her body, a faint symbol on her wrist appeared. Adela watched as the sleeping girl accepted the magic from the kings -- and strengthened it.
“She bears the mark of the Great Sacrifice. The myths are true. I knew she someone important when she came to the cave, but never in all these millennia did I think she was the Taken.” The Knights looked at one another as the reality of who the young girl’s identity became clear.
B. L. Marsh has been writing and telling stories her entire life. She is a music teacher, guest lecturer and runs Master Classes. Her academic research is focused on the L’homme arme tradition, the Dead Sea Scrolls, chant transmission in the Medieval and Renaissance, and Gnostic and Kabbalah history. Her passion for spirituality, mythology and developing her relationship with God are parts of her Rule of Life. In her reading of the Bible and other extra-biblical texts however, she began to daydream about the characters, about how life was back then, and how cool it would have been to walk in the Garden with God. Her stories weave a new mythology revolving around Genesis.
When she is not writing or teaching, she spends her days hanging out with five of the coolest boys on the planet and at night can be found doing completely ridiculous things like reading Joseph Campbell and Jane Austin and watching the same 3 movies on TV.
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