Mount Clexa

By Lena Chere

This is a book of serious occult fiction, the second in the Eoss Trilogy. It is told in the first person by Clexa, the daughter of the Horse Goddess Eoss, who begins as a servitor and aspires to become a goddess, like her mother.
Bound in service to the magician who made her, she finds herself forced to explore the aethyrs of the Enochian magic system with him, and to carry out a revenge curse on a girl when she would prefer to spare her. Clexa thinks for herself about how to interact with the human beings she meets and also the aethyr guardians, and this results in her being chased and harried across the inner realms, so that she has to evolve much faster than she anticipated.
This book is the sequel to ‘Platara Mountain’ which was independently published in summer 2018 and can also be found for sale here on this site. However, this instalment stands alone and there is no need to read ‘Platara Mountain’ first, because all the characters and settings are different.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Frond
• Release date: Apr 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463554432

Lena Chere

I’m Lena Chere and I have lived for many years in southern England with my small family. I study occult and pagan subjects and write occult fantasy fiction. I enjoy taking part in events with the local writer’s group and outdoor festivities like concerts, fireworks and food markets. My stories are about the Spirit world, astral travel, chaos magic, magicians, portals and dreams.I like to be anonymous, so I write under two pen names. Candy Ray and Lena Chere. The Lena Chere books are The Eoss Trilogy.Part 1 Platara Mountain.The first instalment is about shamanism and chaos magic, and a primitive parallel world. The main character is a teenage girl, so it has a young adult flavour. It was published by Austin Macauley, so you would have to buy it from them. You can find it on Smashwords here:www.smashwords.com/books/view/890472.Part 2 Mount Clexa.This one is told in the first person by Clexa, the daughter of the horse goddess Eos. It explores the subjects of magical curses, Enochian magic and the realms which are known as the Enochian aethyrs. Published by me, and free.Part 3 Silver Manes.This time the themes are Kabbalah and Solomonic magic, archetypal symbolism and familiars. Published by me, and free.All three are stand-alone stories, and there is no need to read them in order.Coming soon: Heather of Heather Bay, prequel to the Eoss Trilogy.

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Mount Clexa

by Lena Chere

Eoss Trilogy, volume 2

Preface

This book is dedicated to all my fellow occultists who have inspired me.

Ethaniel’s dream is based on one that I had myself, when I was young and studying eastern mysticism.

Copyright © 2019 Lena Chere

2nd edition 2023

Cover photograph by Lena Chere

All Rights Reserved

Smashwords Edition Self-published by Frond

Table Of Contents

Preface

Chapter 1 Hostile Realm

Chapter 2 Mission to London

Chapter 3 Running Free and Running Bound

Chapter 4 Jacey’s Visit

Chapter 5 Flight Across the Realms

Chapter 6 The Test

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Chapter 1. Hostile Realm

I want to see all the wonders in this aethyr. I recited obediently the words my master had asked me to say.

The lady to whom I had spoken was sitting at a desk in the lobby of a large building, with a sign over the door that proclaimed, ‘The Panda House.’ An interesting name-was this a zoo? I was eager to explore it and find out. Behind the desk was a hall with long tables all around the edges. The tables were covered in random objects like the stalls at a jumble sale, and at the far end was a till with another lady seated behind it.

All right- come in. But don’t disturb anything.

I entered the hallway and trotted around looking at the wares on the table. A shining pearl necklace caught my eye and I leaned forward and nuzzled it with my mouth, but it was difficult for a horse to pick up, so I left it.

When I reached the till at the end, the lady who was sitting there exclaimed, you can’t go any further! You’ve stolen a necklace.

No, I haven’t, I answered.

She went to get the pearl necklace. Then she laid it down on the table, divided off a section and reached for a pair of scissors. She cut the section completely off the necklace. Right, she said, these are the ones that YOU touched. You will be tried in the courtroom for stealing these pearls.

Of course, I wanted to turn around and gallop away, but I knew I should obey Ethaniel. He had charged me with the task of investigating this aethyr prior to journeying into it himself. The thirty aethyrs are non-material realms described in the writings of John Dee, and those who study the Enochian system of magic enter into these realms one by one in trance journeys, to explore them. My master Ethaniel was a dark sorcerer who studied many occult paths, including Enochian.

I was supposed to obey him because I am his servitor. What does that mean? According to the lore of chaos magic, it means he made me: he constructed me especially to be his servant. How could that have happened? How could a human being make a horse?

Sometimes when Ethaniel is writing in his journal, I look over his shoulder and read it. There was a day when he flicked back to consult some earlier pages, and I saw something about myself.

I caught the Night Mare Eoss and held her. It surprised me that she wasn’t black or ferocious as I expected. She was a white horse, and apparently benevolent. I cloned a servitor from her, a daughter, and then I let her go. The daughter is my Clexa.

In most cases a servitor is given a single task to accomplish, or a related series of tasks. To give a random example, a musician might want good guitars to come his way, and the servitor has to attract adverts for guitars and information about high quality music shops. In my case, Ethaniel wanted me more as a familiar. A witch or wizard’s familiar can be a small animal, like the shamanic power animals, or a junior demon.

Alternatively, it can be like me: a servitor that has been created specially and designed to help with a variety of different tasks. A servitor has to be fed with some form of energy as fuel. Ethaniel feeds me on residual energy from the many spells he performs; he is good at raising energy, and there is always more than enough left over.

Eoss is what the magicians call an egregore, independent and proud, made from the thoughts of a whole group of people. Egregores eventually turn into minor gods and goddesses. So that is my heritage: my mother is a goddess. The magicians say that in time a servitor can grow into an egregore. I knew that I could become a goddess like my mother Eoss, and then I could disobey Ethaniel all I wanted.

But for now, I had to obey, and keep on finding out information about this realm that could be useful to Ethaniel. That meant keeping the dialogue going with the inhabitants of this place, however unreasonable they were being. However, in this case I was convinced they were not real: they were thought forms, like the characters in dreams.

I reared up on my hind legs and cried out, you are all illusions! Thought forms! Because you are illusions, you can’t hurt me.

At these words, everyone froze as if they had suddenly had all the life sucked out of them, and I turned around and trotted back to the door unchallenged. I went out into the street, planning to wait a little while and then re-enter the building and try again.

I trotted around in a large circle and began to head back towards the building.

Then I spotted a van marked ‘security’