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The Trigon Rituals
by Angelia Whiting
New Concepts Publishing
Copyright ©2005 by Angelia Whiting
First published by New Concepts Publishing,
February 2005
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The Trigon Rituals
by Angelia Whiting
THE TRIGON RITUALS
By
Angelia Whiting
© copyright February 2005, Angelia Whiting
Cover Art by Eliza Black, © copyright February 2005
ISBN 1-58608-322-8
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
www.newconceptspublishing.com
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are
of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact.
Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely
coincidence.
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Prologue
CalyTron Galaxy: Cosmic date: 252 Epochs
Tren ot Dmor sat cross legged, on a large, plush cushion,
cradled within the serenity of the temple walls. His eyes were
closed, his arms were bent, his fingers and thumbs formed
the delta, held mere inches from his face. It was the position
of prayer, more than symbolic in nature. It summoned the
flows of cosmic energies to inspire wisdom, seek tranquility
and harmony, and to move into alternate states of
consciousness. Revered as the locus to spiritual awakening,
the delta was part of all sacred rituals, but the one that Tren
desired the most was the Triconjugal ceremony, the first
mating between the Trigon males and their virgin female
mate.
More than two sun phases had passed since being
summoned to the Trigon, but it was a time that Tren
remembered well. Rjant ot Pel'r, his Trigon brethren, was
young when they first made contact. He was only seventeen
phases of age back then and ten phases Tren's junior. At first,
Tren worried that Rjant would lack the maturity significant to
the Trigon mating. Most warriors his age still had a taste for
escapade and craved variety in the carnal flesh. Tren was
anxious to claim their female. He had thought of little else
since being called forth. It could have taken many phases
before Rjant was ready, and Tren was loath to wait.
Tren was pleasantly surprised however, when he learned
that Rjant was a noted paragon in battle, leaving his home on
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Terta Minor, taking up the fight with the fiercest band of
warriors known to the CalyTron galaxy, when he was just
fourteen. Rjant was a mighty and respected leader among his
regiment and demonstrated integrity well beyond his phase
age. He had proven his worth as a warrior, working his way
through the ranks to become Chief Loyal, second in
command, of his fleet. In Tren's mind, it was a perfect match.
Tren himself was High Chief, elected to the position by the
Mahatma Tribunal. He'd earned the position by merit of his
warrior skills, accelerated academic performance and
leadership qualities. Tren was the first Commander, leader of
the sentry forces from the planet of Tertia. Rjant would fit
nicely as next in rank. Not only was he a mighty warrior, he
was born on the sister planet in the Third Ward. Rjant was a
full-blooded Tertani male, raised within his own culture. His
position would be well accepted by the populace on Tren's
planet, and their new She'mana should be much pleased to
be joined with warriors of such high status.
Presently, Rjant was in the Fourth Ward leading his
sentries to impede the advancement of the Krellian radicals
who were planning an assault on the planet of Dormoth. One
of the allegiant planets on the perimeter, it was still
untouched by the devastating disease that was driving the
galaxy's inhabitants into extinction. Though Tren agreed that
Dormoth needed the protection, he had grown impatient for
Rjant's military sect to gain control and develop the perimeter
patrols the planet desperately needed.
That dawning had finally arrived.
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