Dark Stars of the Twilight: Sequel to the Twinkling

By Marilyn Olson

Pinnac, a pre-earth angel, is under the authority of the archangel called Light. He receives an invitation to help install a new order. Honored to be chosen, he visits his hero, and the story unfolds from there. Follow Pinnac in his decisions, which affect his eternal destiny. Second in a series of three, this gripping story will leave you breathless.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 17, 2011
• ISBN: 9781456747428

Marilyn Olson

Marilyn K. Olson was born to missionary parents, living her childhood years in Kenya, East Africa. A well-known composer and playwright, this is her second major novel. Past works include the musicals THE VINEYARD (© 1982), A JEWISH LOVE STORY (© 1990) HADASSAH (© 1994), A TALE OF TWO BROTHERS (© 2000) STONE OF ISRAEL (© 2001), KING (© 2003), THE WARRIOR (© 2007) as well as numerous vocal, choir, and orchestra pieces. Her novel, THE TWINKLING © 2008, is available online. Marilyn is the mother of seven sons and lives with her husband, Mel, in the Pacific Northwest.

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© 2011 Marilyn Olson. All rights reserved.

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First published by AuthorHouse 6/13/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4389-6572-7 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-4742-8 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2011904088

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Illustrated by Elizabeth Berg

Cover design and Illustration by Emily Eichinger

Contents

Foreword

Chapter 1

Glorious Light

Chapter 2

The Secret Convention

Chapter 3

The Visit

Chapter 4

A New Order

Chapter 5

The Assembly, War and Banishment

Chapter 6

The Mission for Evil

Chapter 7

Lessons from the Pit

Chapter 8

Job

Chapter 9

More Lessons in Evil

Chapter 10

The Ultimate Betrayal

Chapter 11

The Shareeka

Chapter 12

Strongholds

Chapter 13

God’s Only Begotten Son

Chapter 14

Lusilite’s Success

Chapter 15

The New Assignment

Chapter 16

Earth Span

Chapter 17

Return to the Pit

Chapter 18

Judgment

Chapter 19

Therapy

Chapter 20

The Appeal

Chapter 21

The Definitive Revelation

Chapter 22

The Vial

Chapter 23

The Yearning

Chapter 24

Dry Bones

Chapter 25

Final Decision

Dedication

Generous sisters and brothers who know how to truly love are the most delightful blessing on earth. I am thankful for the wonderful memories of my childhood with my dear siblings. Without them, life would have been boring and unenlightened.

Adventures in Heaven await us!

Thanks to:

The loving family with which I’ve been blessed. My husband, sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren are the great delight and reward of my life.

Foreword

Does our Lord abhor any of His creation? Does His wrath exceed his love toward those who hate him? After writing The Twinkling with getting to know and understand the character of Korel, the story lent itself to a sequel, the story of Lusilite. Understanding the reasons for behavior often helps us to love the unlovable, even though their acts are despicable.

The following story is not meant to be theological in its message, for truly the more I search the scriptures regarding eternity the more I realize I don’t know. This account is intended, rather, to inspire thought and interest in that side of our existence. Though many scriptural references are dotted throughout, the plot, characters and story line are fictional.

Marilyn Olson

Let the stars of the twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day: Job 3:9

Chapter 1

Glorious Light

When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy

Job 38:7

Pinnac was elated. In his[1] hand was an invitation usually reserved only for the highest-ranking angels in his legion. A highly secretive meeting had been arranged for the purpose of establishing a new policy, and he was to have a part in the implementation process. He was thrilled for this honor and moved swiftly with singleness of purpose to prepare for the secret conference.

He realized he would be working with his legion’s top leader, Lucifer, the powerful archangel also known as Son of the Morning.[2] This angel, one of the most influential beings in Heaven, was so commendable that the eternal God had given him one third of the angels to oversee. Though millions of bright beings were under his reputable management, Pinnac was delightfully aware he was one of a very few who’d been chosen as part of his promotional team.

It had been ages since Pinnac had worked with the top echelons of his regime. Though in the Heavens there is no marking of time—for eternity is not measured in days—yet the invitation sparked ancient memories of past exciting experiences with this magnificent leader.

Eager to get started, he gathered his clothing changes as well as some gifts to present to those who would host this clandestine delegation.

Speculating about his final destination, he entered one of the single-passenger Skypers and quickly punched in the secret code from the invitation. As the vehicle launched and sped through space, he noticed he was headed toward the small planet Earth, located in a solar system within a lesser-known galaxy.

Soon the Skyper arrived at the covert destination.

Earth, a small but beautiful planet was a pleasant place to visit. Green and lush, the mountains and waterfalls were a favorite resort of the upper echelons of power. Not too hot or cold, it was an enjoyable tropical paradise; gold and silver were in abundance and the air was sweet and pleasant.

Disembarking the tiny Skyper, Pinnac looked up to see Jucola, a worship angel from the highest order, extending his hand. Welcome, Pinnac! I’m glad to see you again, he smiled nondescriptly as Pinnac shook the hand offered.

Thank you, Jucola, Pinnac responded amicably.

Please follow me. Without a further word Pinnac gathered his things and followed him to a small open door. Upon entering the two were immediately whisked up into the air, utilizing their own natural ability of flight, (for angels do not need vehicles to move swiftly.) The fact that Pinnac didn’t know the destination made the movement a surprise to him. Usually his innate homing device was activated within his power of control, not outside of it.

Arriving at the undisclosed location, Jucola took his bags and led him to the meeting chamber. Entering, Pinnac found he was not alone; seated at the ornate table was Lucifer himself. Splendid, glorious in appearance and brighter than any other angel, Lucifer was often called by his nickname Light.[3]

Pinnac, you are remarkable. The velvety words had a paralyzing effect on him.

Thank you, sir.

"You’ve just received the invitation, and have arrived in such a short time. I’m impressed with your quick response.

Thank you, sir, Pinnac again responded meekly. Bowing slightly, he presented the gift he had so carefully prepared for his host.

Getting up from his seat, Light moved closer to receive the present; nodding his appreciation he continued: Do you know why you’re here?

Fingering the invitation in his pocket, Pinnac responded, There’s a special assignment, and I’ve been chosen to help execute the order.

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Light smiled faintly, knowing Pinnac had no clue as to what the assignment might be.

Do you know why you’ve been selected? His carefully chosen words had the desired effect on Pinnac who was asking himself that very question at that moment. Without waiting for an answer, Light continued: You’re one of the most dependable and I know you can keep a secret.

Surprised his non-verbalized question had been acknowledged as well as answered, Pinnac again enjoyably assessed his situation. The fact that Light was planning a secret surprise was not unusual for he often did this within the context of his job description; his responsibility of leading the angels in worship required him to be creative. I’m pleased, sir, to have been chosen.

Moving toward a large cabinet, Light opened a wide cupboard door. I’ve created a new instrument for the orchestra. Want to hear it? The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere put Pinnac immediately at ease.

Of course, Pinnac answered as he eagerly awaited the new sound. New creations of instruments along with different combinations of playing them together were not unusual. Light continually wanted to enhance the skill of the orchestra music and worked with all his factions to improve the singing and playing abilities of his legions.

Light brought out a tall, shiny metal object; its rim was made of a porous substance. Blowing slightly into it, a whisper-like voice was immediately heard.

The churager he said is the name of this instrument. He blew again into its mouthpiece. Again, out came the low, rich whispering sound. This instrument will give a constant undertone, balancing out the shriller instruments of the orchestra. It can also accompany the choral acapella worship. Want to try it?

Sure was the ready response. Pinnac picked up the churager, marveling at the rarity of intellect in this magnificent archangel.

As Pinnac blew into the mouthpiece, Light stared at him a moment, then gently spoke, Do you trust me?

Startled at the absurdity of the question Pinnac quickly answered, Of course. Light seemed to want a more complete answer so, not knowing what else to say, Pinnac continued; The great I AM has exalted you to your present position of power over one-third of Heaven. I’ve always trusted you… Light waited while Pinnac took a breath and continued, and always will.

With the last response, Light appeared satisfied for the moment. Returning the churager to the cabinet, he sat down and motioned to the seat across from him. Please.

Sitting in the ornate chair, Pinnac’s thoughts spun as he studied the magnificent one