The Stone of Blood by Tony Nalley Read Free Book Online Page B

Adam, not Eve was the head of the household. It was upon him then to carry the responsibility of the human race. When he chose to disobey God, he did so with his eyes open. Eve was deceived, not Adam. And so he was responsible for sin to pass from generation to generation. Scripture does not attribute sin to be passed from the mother to her children; this is how Jesus could be born of a woman, but not of sinful flesh.
     
    Genesis 3:6 so the woman (seeing that the tree was good for meat, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired, to get knowledge) took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also to her husband with her, and he did eat.
     
    In the years that followed, the legend of the werewolf spread throughout the lands.
    For as the full moon sat at apex in the celestial skies, they in turn were hunted by mortal man.
    Fear and death ensued as those who were cursed were driven from the town of Valais .
    And the earth’s climate changed, spreading famine across the continents of Europe and Asia .
    The ‘Sang Pierre ’ came then to the city of Lystra , where it remained for a time and many families of the clan of the wolf called it home.
     
    But as the seat of power and Kings Palace moved to Paris from Troyes , the royal families took up residence within the old city as well. Those that followed did so in secret, taking the duty upon themselves of protecting the ‘Prince du Sang’ as well as the stone he carried.
     
    As guardians they called themselves ‘the Order’ (L’ordre choisi du Loup), and embraced their walk as one of perfect design.
     
    While in Paris ‘the Order’ found themselves set apart by unnaturally long life. For the curse held that whosoever remained within the sphere of the stone’s influence would remain suspended in time; ageless, while a mortal’s death would follow those who walked outside of its persuasion, returning then to the dust of the fields.
     
    And so, as the centuries passed, the Order’s influence spread , growing as their offspring immersed themselves into the general populations; and becoming an integral part of the overall structure of France . They took up offices in government while still others attained higher offices than Parliament, though history would not record their contributions. For by sacred oath, knowledge of the Order and the identities of its members would remain shrouded in a cloud of closely guarded secrecy.
     
    As the end of the age drew to conclusion, the Reign of Terror crescendoed in Paris , bringing with it executions of Aristocracy, manufactured solely for public display.
     
    R ivalries within the Order became divisive then as one sect embraced these Revolutionary ideals, giving in to their more carnal inclinations and embraceing the ‘New Religion of Reason’; garnering their might behind the forces of tyranny, and seeking to usurp the ‘Sang Pierre’, to create a new, more perfect Order!
     
    Those who remained true to their Christian faith and purpose severed all ties to their bloodline.
     
    And the ‘ Order’ was broken.
     
     
     

     
     
     

 
     
    Six
     
    By a Single Candle’s Light
     
     
     
    Mr. Jones was a friend of mine. He reminded me alot of my grandpa.
     
    He was our next door neighbor on Daughtry when I was five. And he didn’t mind at all when I would crawl through the hole in our bushes that separated our yards, and come over for breakfast some mornin’s.
     
    He was a tall, thin gray haired man and he always wore a tan uniform. He lived all alone in the house with the exception of a lady who worked for him as his maid. Her name was Ms. Lillie. She was the first black lady I’d ever met and she was very nice to me.
     
    Ms. Lillie always wore a blue polka dotted dress with a white apron and she would cook bacon and eggs for me whenever I would come over to visit!
     
    “Good mornin’, Ms. Lillie.” I said standing on the stone steps lookin’ up at her through the screen