Chronicles of Dashtar

Alone on the mezzanine, Dashtar awaits his judgement and struggles to keep his trembling from giving away his fear; feeling timid about his fate. He remembers when he was brought here to learn about himself from the books of life stored within these guarded chambers. It was millenniums ago when he accepted the council’s invitation to take a journey of soul remembrance, a journey so vivid it changed him forever. He learned of his soul’s mission and viewed lifetime after lifetime of his effort to ascend; traveling the circle of life and death, striving to become more than man with each evolution. Now, standing on the white marble floor, with an inlaid design of jade and gold, Dashtar feels small and inconsequential for the first time in a millennium. For a moment he lets his hood slide free from his head. His coal black hair fell to his shoulders, framing his pale skin and violet eyes. He remembers when he was brought here to learn about himself from the books of life stored within these guarded chambers. It was millenniums ago when he accepted the council’s invitation to take a journey of soul remembrance, a journey so vivid it changed him forever. He learned of his soul’s mission and viewed lifetime after lifetime of his effort to ascend; traveling the circle of life and death, striving to become more than man with each evolution. Breaking into his thoughts is an image of one of the Adepts, “Enter Now”, was the message. The image preceded him to the halls huge doors, where he waits for the Master to trigger the sensor with his hand, opening the immense corridor to the Great Hall. He walks from courtyard to courtyard never taking his eyes off the shining marble floors, as though his head is too heavy to lift. Consciously aware of not being able to move freely due to being restricted by body mass; not like before when he could just travel by light body and think himself there. He had to walk his body down the long path of humiliation, glued to his physical form, weary, feeling all its degradation and pain. Dashtar wears robes of cobalt blue over his seamless silver garment studded with tiny yellow diamonds adorning the sleeves and hem. His sandals make no sound as he cautiously takes each remorseful step. Even in disgrace his stature commands respect as he makes his approach to the others. He feels sure that today he will be striped of the honor he had worked so hard to achieve. They will take from him the powers the Ancient Ones bestowed on him and his ability to be one with the most elite group of the Ascended will be denied. Dashtar lowers his head, allowing disappointment and remorse to show briefly on his chiseled face. Rarely does an Ascended Master fall from Grace; the Council does not judge their fellows as a rule. Only when one blatantly disobeys God’s Universal Laws will they be called for judgment. “Come forward Dashtar, we will speak to you in the old way of mankind since your inner connection has been severed. You no longer have internal access to the body-mind of all your former Brethren. We as a body of mankind will miss your presence.” Dashtar, shocked by the sound of the ancient One’s spoken voice, comes forward to place himself face-to-face with his peers. The Old Great One before him is the ancient among the elders; his manner is most kind as well as solemn. “To sit in judgment of our fellows is not our way. But, your outrageous behavior forces us to take action against you.” The Old Master stops for a moment to reflect on his knowledge of the soul before him. He is flooded with memories of the good works done by Dashtar in the millenniums he has known him. He cannot help but feel affection for him, and grief for having to be the one to exile his friend.” He begins again, “Dashtar, for your crimes against our society of Elders you are to be banished. You have influenced earth scientists to research and attempt human cloning. As you well know, after your failure in Atlantis, re-creation is a forbidden science. We, your peers feel burdened by this decision. It has been decreed that you will be exiled to earth to live as a mortal. “Once again you are in a body that will age and die. You will experience all the human frailties and vulnerabilities that are a part of humanity in the 21st Century. The Old One pauses before he continues, “You are being given a mission that offers you the opportunity to redeem yourself; to undo the harm you have created by giving advance science to an irresponsible culture. “Dashtar, you know the truth which is obscured on Earth by non-believers. Each soul created by God is already immortal. Immortality is given to each soul at creation. What they should be seeking in the 21st Century is the path to Ascension, to end the cycle of birth and death. “These are the rules of your Banishment…