The King Who Refused to Die: The Anunnaki and the Search for Immortality by Sitchin Zecharia

Author:Sitchin, Zecharia [Sitchin, Zecharia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: New Age/Fiction
ISBN: 9781591437550
Publisher: Inner Traditions/Bear & Company
Published: 2013-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

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It was always a thrill to see the Landing Place from the skies above. This time too Utu absorbed the grand view with a sense of pride and satisfaction; for here, nature and the Anunnaki had combined to create one of the most colorful sights on Earth.

On all sides, except ahead of them, the Earth was a yellow-brown. But then there always was the moment when the command ship, arriving from the east, could sight the two parallel mountain ranges rising skyward as a wall of green. And then, moments later, the Upper Sea could be seen beyond—a vast expanse of blue, touching the horizon. The sun’s rays, somewhat reddish at this time of early morning, enhanced the colors that nature gave the wilderness, its cedar trees and the seawaters.

As the airship made a graceful arc to the south to begin the descent, a huge white field came into view amidst the green expanse. It was the Landing Place—the immense platform built of great paving stones that had withstood not only time but even the havoc of the Deluge!

“What a sight, what a place!” Utu said to the airship’s commander.

“Indeed,” Abgal agreed.

The airship now aligned itself on the south-north landing path between the two mountain ranges. The platform had been built on the inner slope of the eastern mountain range, its rectangular section stretching myriad paces from south to north. As the airship lowered itself for the touchdown, it passed on the right the podium that stood astride the landing field. It was a massive smaller platform resting on gigantic stone blocks set in rows in perfect fit with each other. A rocketship stood erect on it, supported by a crossbeamed structure, ready to be launched.

The airship glided past the podium toward the northern part of the landing platform. There it hovered in the air until it positioned itself precisely above a circular marker. Then, extending its four legs, it landed.

There was obvious joy among the Eagles who had come up to the platform to greet their commander. The senior ones clasped arms with him, and he smiled broadly as he stepped with them into the shaft that took them down to the underground operations center and quarters.

“Any messages?” Utu asked, taking off his helmet.

“Two,” one of the senior officers said. “One from the Lady Ishtar. ‘Come I will, but to seek me you will,’ it said.”

“She hasn’t changed—always teasing, challenging,” Utu said. “And the other?”

“More ominous, from the Lord Nabu.”

“From the Lord Nabu himself? I want to hear it,” Utu told him.

They led him to the Dirga, the innermost communications center from which constant contact was maintained with the airborne skyships and with the spaceport and the mission control center. The vaulted chamber—bathed in a dim reddish light mixed with the amber glow emitted by the diverse equipment and filled with the hum of the whirring discs—always reminded Utu of the time that he, together with his twin sister, Ishtar, had been taken aloft to visit Anu’s spaceship.

As Utu

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