Lunanity Love Life Cult Love Letter for Luna Book 05

By Steve Howard

Building gets underway in the new settlement. At the end of the peninsula is the construction of docks and warehouses and workshops. In the town center, tree houses and a fighting stage.

Day 88 is a washout. A Sunday morbid Sunday. So onward to 89. There we get some theology and philosophy and science. A visit to the two questions in Genesis. Most misinterpreted two questions perhaps in history. And Barbaralba Town is taking shape. And two from the city come to make first contact. They have excellent wine.
Also, Namor cuts open a coconut for Barbaralba. And she drinks of the nectar. For the first time. Not forbidden by any gods.

Day 90 has Zauqir arriving in Barbaralba Town. And it was the last time for brownies. Before your birthday but I was soon to lose my gas.

Day 91 gets to the story. Building has continued and fight nights become a weekly, every 6 day, event. They have discovered that most of the men have left Lacuna. It is assumed to prepare for war. They have left their city unprotected. At the fight night, the most recent, some of the city folk, mostly old men and a few women and some kids, they bring six barrels of wine to fight night. Zauqir is talking trade by the end of the night.
And. Do you remember the night Narnok’s girlfriend was killed by the family of inbreds. Well, one of them came to fight Barbaralba at fight night and cut her with a hidden blade. Nothing serious. Just a reminder we are still at war. Scouts are running north to find out where all the soldiers went.

Some events in day 92. The scouts discovered that the woods had been set on fire to slow them down. Namor decided that two short roads be built, one from the town hall to where Barbaralba wants a new dock. Water is too shallow for ships so they will build a transport barge to bring in botain and wagon frames. Workers starts to prepare for war on the City of God. Still no one has seen it.

Day 93 has a few events in Barbaralba Town including news from Castle City Island. Good news there. Not so good with the war situation but we are still preparing and time is taken for a shark and fish feast on the peninsula. Some reports of the coast to the east. Almost uninhabited but for a few fishing villages.
Zarathustra is preparing for a fight. First fight night.

Next day three radios come from the Old King. They have no batteries so must be hand cranked. They are for the scouts to communicate. Also the wagons are being prepared for the war but we still await the botain to pull them up the long road to the Seat of God. That is the city of priests, the makers of law and the common soldiers are also there, preparing for war.

Day 95, for us, not Eden, the botain are offloaded and that was the main event of the day.

Day 96 has much happening. News from Lexus and 12 more radios for the scouts. Public libraries have been decided on. Lexis and Sallandrah, with many others, work on printing and distributing books.
A couple scouts have gotten to the Seat of God. No details yet other than it is a large and dark city walled by mountains and a massive wall. There is a spoiler alert warning. It is best to skip the paragraph for the first read. It pertains to book 2. The book that won’t be written. Unless stem cell therapy becomes a thing. It’s a nice surprise in a later chapter after the war. That is in book 6. For book 5 is about to end.

Next day we get a better report on the Seat of God. Not a city to barge into. Just about impenetrable.

And then I spend a day readying book 5, bitch about a few things. Bloody this, fucking that. Dreams with a cat.
I am attempting to make these descriptions not specifically to Luna. The general reader. The 3 or 4 billion of them. For it is to be a new world cult. Peace.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Steve Howard
• Release date: Dec 5, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005495565

Steve Howard

Born in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada 1960. Moved to London, Ontario, Canada in 1967. Started playing hockey and piano. Went to Sir Wilfred Laurier High School and played the trumpet.Studied Architectural Technology at Fanshawe College of Applied Arts and Sciences. Started playing guitar and writing a little. On a trip to the mountains in 1982 with a friend I decided, or was awakened to the knowledge that I was going to pursue writing. Graduated 1984 and moved to Toronto.Moved to Saarbrücken, Germany in 1993.Have traveled many places in North, Middle and South America and Europe.Besides reading and writing also work on photography and music.

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Lunanity

Love Life Cult

Love Letter for Luna

Book 05

Steve Howard 773U5

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Table Of Content

day 087 03.07.2020

day 088 04.07.2020

day 089 05.07.2020

day 090 06.07.2020

day 091 07.07.2020

day 092 08.07.2020

day 093 09.07.2020

day 094 10.07.2020

day 095 11.07.2020

day 096 12.07.2020

day 097 13.07.2020

day 098 14.07.2020

day 099 15.07.2020

book 05

day_087_03.07.2020

Here on planet Earth it is Friday evening. Not dark yet but soon. The days are getting shorter. And we go straight to the new town not officially with a name. Everyone called it Barbaralba’s town. It was her idea. They didn’t know much about the people other than they were likely more religious. They would not be ready for protocol without getting off the ships. It seemed the best move. Namor liked it and everyone else agreed it was a good idea.

Before the town was a natural Amphitheater. It was mixed grass and a few shrubs. There were no trees, likely cut down for firewood. Much of the lower land was sand. The isthmus was narrow and exposed. That was where Zarathustra wanted to build a fight stage. Barbaralba smiled when she asked if she thought it was okay.

Like I told you, I’ll train with you any time you want, but I’m not fighting you.

Zarathustra hugged her.

I didn’t let you win.

You could have killed me.

Maybe, but a fight of sport does not permit such moves.

Zarathustra looked up the hill and back down again. Narnok spotted the two women and trotted down the hill to join them. A friend from his village was with him. Also a fighter. Not everyone had to wanna train to be a fighter. Training to go to war was with swords, arrows, bows and whatnot.

But that might have been part of the reason people loved it so much. Train to be the best fighter. And because you loved fighting, you agreed to the restrictions. So injuries could be kept to a minimal.

Zarathustra wants to build the fighting stage here.

It didn’t take long before shiploads of Barbaralba’s army were pointing around the hill and a few at the beach and the hill and Barbaralba caught her Drave King staring at her and grinning. She gave him her laughing smile. And ran over to hug him.

What are you thinking, Drave King.

I am just happy to be here now, seeing what started as mad vengeance and an army of six, and all these people who have come with you.

They came with us, Drave King. You are the one that knows what must be done. You keep me alive and the two of us together is a power neither one of us has alone.

Barbaralba felt a couple tears fall on her head. She squeezed him really hard.

Remember the white sheets they had, or still have, in snow city.

Barbaralba let go of Namor but still held his hands. She smiled at him and rebuilt the memory. She looked at the hill and imagined a grand theater.

If we sacrificed one ship, we would, or two, have the sails and the wood.

Namor watched Barbaralba to see how she reacted. There was only the ships of Gadavida that came into question.

We can build more ships.

Barbaralba laughed.

You tell them, Drave King. Let them decide.

What do you think about ball hair. Anyhow, pubic hair is an important concern on our planet. The trimming and or shaving of it. Beards are in fashion these days. The well trimmed and oiled beard. Did Barbaralba trim her bush so Namor could get his face against her skin. Did he shave his face. He never had a long beard so he must have cut it somehow.

I didn’t want to listen to Namor talk and thought I’d go on a vector. The Moses tent temple was explained twice in the bible.

We both know they started construction the next morning with two ships being towed onto the beach. It turned into a challenge to see what crew could pull their ship to the building site first. Hundreds of soldiers joined the challenge. Randomly picking one boat or the other and joining in with pushing or pulling. And I can’t tell you who won on account dismantling was started before anyone stopped to wonder. They were having too much fun. And they knew they