Dance Of The Damned The Dawn Gods War.

A new Dawn

“But why? Why do the Fomorii hate us? What did we do?”

Catha squirmed about trying to find a less painful position. To no avail. The oozing wounds stuck to the sheets, pulling and tearing them anew as she moved about. Writhing from the pains

“NGhariad, they hate us because we are not slaves, because we are free. Because we cannot be enslaved.” Isis- Danu struggled to explain, to answer Catha. It was hard to think for IsisDanu. No mother should ever see her child like this.

The death of Deirdre, and Oghmios, her two oldest children was a fresh and still bleeding heart’s wound. “The Fomorii are, individually quite simple nanotech machines. Linked together, the machines form an internet of simple binary functions. Millions, make up a complex machine capable of thought. They take any shape they choose, they infest biological creatures and control them. The Fomorii are a fragmented group of hive minds.”

“But Why do they hate us?” Catha was not letting this go.

“ ALL I can fathom is that they hate us because we are alive, free and immune to their control systems. They seek a soul they lack and cannot comprehend, they envy our life, they desire and hate what they can never be.”

“But mother! How are we immune? Fomorii nanites are inside of all of us! They heal us! Right now they are working in my wounds. How can I be immune if they infect my cells? The Fomorii are machines! How can they hate?”

“Achh Catha, Fomorii cannot control us. We, our natural bodies are immune to the control systems. Fomorii link through radio waves and exert control on a cellular level. They take over the Brain of their host. AOS SIDHE are immune because our DNA is Quantum locked. Our minds, our self exists in Quantum fields. The Fomorii cannot communicate with our minds directly. That's why I used this terminal interface to instruct the nanites in your body. We are effectively deaf, dumb and blind to the Fomorii. They cannot control us because our minds, our self exists separately from our bodies.”

“They hate us because they cannot enslave us and they envy us? That's it?”

“Yes Catha, that is it. Their machine minds cannot comprehend love, or courage. All they understand is threat and power. With no concept of love, they know only fear and desire.”

IsisDanu increased the endorphin out put in Catha’s brain. Softly singing to soothe Catha into unconscious. Debridement of her terrible wounds and the burns, could only be done with Catha unconscious. Every day, Catha wakes, and the same conversation repeats. Months now, and Catha still looked nothing like herself. She was still unrecognizable from her injuries.

Nodens appeared at the chambers door, clad in his armor. The intricate knotwork, caught the light, glittering, flowing like light on a rippling stream.

Each Day, that he was not on duty, Nodens sat with Catha. Talking to her, singing to her, composing verse. For her part, Catha was completely unaware, consciously at least. IsisDanu was well pleased by this. Not only had Nodens led the search for Catha, He stayed beside her at every moment he wasn't directly engaged in execution of the Kings commands. Nodens had been an excellent choice by Catha. A true choice of love.

“The Dagda has called us to orders. We drop this day.”

Isis Danu smiled at the tall Aos Sidhe lord. “ Tis time about at last!”

Nodens strode to the healing crypt.

Catha had been moved from her bed, for treatment. Scant wisps of her remaining beautiful hair floated about her disfigured face. Crimson flames swaying in the clear liquid of the healing bawn.

“I will make her a home. She will be safe and loved I swear.” Nodens spoke softly as he knelt beside her.

“ NGhariad anfa, fy eniad anfa. I will return soon.”

Standing Nodens saluted, closed fist to forehead. “Milady.” He spoke softly, dipping his head to the queen, Isis Danu. Then he was gone.

Cargo drones dispersed. Launched from Cruithne, via the mass divers.

Targets had been selected. Sites for the Aos Sidhe new home. The drones descended, depositing their cargo of Three dimensional printers. Nanites swarms that built preprogrammed designs. Devouring raw materials, birthing a new city of refuge along a sub tropical coast line, on a vibrant sapphire fresh water sea, to the west, rugged glacier crowned peaks to the east. A gentle plain rolling between the mountains and the Sea. Fenias , while beautiful before the descent of hell, could not compare to this fiercely beautiful world.

Dragon ships will sail the sapphire seas. Draeg will fill the skies. A new realm. Arratta, on the plains of Eden, beside the Sapphire Sea and Hesperides mountains.