Tismus, Jelmur on Planet Alandra
A spiraling, white galaxy loomed against the blackness of space ahead of Toemeka. To her right a glowing orange, blue and golden nebula illuminated the darkness, looking much like a vast multicolored cloud. Hard to believe such beauty was merely dust and debris.
She loved being out of her body in full consciousness, flying through space. But tonight, she wasn’t here for her own pleasure. All day she’d felt uneasy, sensing something terrible was about to happen.
But what? Show me. She focused her full attention on the feeling of darkness hovering at the edge of her consciousness.
Instantly, Toemeka was transported to another point in space. Before her was a fleet of immense Raptor starships under command of Samrat Condor, the merciless dictator who’d conquered many planets in the galaxy.
Fighters soared out of the starships and headed toward the planet below. Dread filled her. Who were they attacking? Moving closer, she recognized the shape of the planet’s landmasses. Alandra!
Alandra had been her home planet for the last seven years. She’d viewed it from this aerial perspective many times when leaving by spacecraft on missions for the Coalition of Free Nations.
The Coalition had recently intercepted and broke the codes on some cryptic messages sent between Raptor military stations. The messages revealed Raptor Forces planned to attack Alandra but didn’t reveal when or where the assault would take place.
Toemeka knew why Samrat Condor wanted Alandra. As a planet with plenty of water, lush forests, breathable air and a desirable climate, it could support human life. More importantly, Coalition Headquarters—the main force standing between the free world and Samrat Condor’s galactic-wide conquest—was on Alandra.
Fighters flew toward the country of Jelmur, the location of Coalition Headquarters. Toemeka shifted her awareness to a control room on one of the starships. A massive wall of monitors appeared before her. She studied the charts and found the location of key
targets—Coalition Headquarters was the main one. She quickly studied other targets.
Her breath suddenly caught in her throat—the Temple of Light and Sound was on the list. She needed to warn them! Toemeka immediately teleported to the city of Talmiria in her Light Body and flew toward the temple.
Soon the building came into view with its tall columns, arches and golden-toned exterior. Mature weeping willows dominated the cultivated front grounds of the building. On one side was a lake with a large fountain and on the other grew a forest.
Far below her, parishioners entered the building for a morning worship service. Among them she spotted a tall, blond man. She gasped, recognizing his familiar walk and build. It was Erling, her close friend and former Coalition partner. With him were his parents and two sisters. How could she save them when she was in her Light Body? She watched helplessly as they disappeared into the building.
She and Erling had a strong inner connection; surely their bond would allow her to make contact with him. Toemeka flew through the roof and into the sanctuary where several hundred people gathered.
She quickly spotted Erling and his family near the front. Erling looked toward the stage as a priest walked out from behind the curtain. She landed in the aisle beside Erling, not knowing how to reach him.
Perhaps she could touch his mind with hers. Erling, it’s Toemeka. He turned in her direction with a puzzled frown. He sensed something but clearly hadn’t heard her inner message. Desperate, she concentrated on appearing before him. Gradually she became more solid, manifesting a semi-transparent form.
Erling’s eyes widened and he gasped, “Toemeka?”
The Temple is going to be bombed! she exclaimed telepathically. Get out now!
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