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Evolution seemed like a good idea when set in place by a couple of junior angels at Earth’s beginning. 

But now the Assessment Panel of senior angels, having looked at the history of humans with all its positives and negatives, are having doubts about the ability of humans to move on to something better. 

The Panel retires to consider the project. Raguel decides that the project should be abandoned and the Earth terminated. The two angels plead further and beg him to find another solution.  

What will they decide to do about this situation? 

Will they terminate the Earth, or find another solution?

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ISBN: 978-0-6481607-1-7
Format: Paperback
Number of pages: 109
Genre: Fiction

Cover: Clive Dalkins

Helen Gael
Publisher: Zeus Publications
Date Published:  2017
Language: English


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About the author   

The author was born and bred in Brisbane, Queensland. She worked for many years as a teacher of English ESL. Her particular interest has always been in teaching migrants and refugees. She has also spent time teaching in China and Hong Kong.


CHAPTER 1 - part sample


Angels are all sweetness and light. Well … light perhaps, but the sweetness is open to question in some cases. This is the story of two angels – Xaphan and Gazardiel – who did not always see halo to halo.

To begin at the beginning – not exactly the absolute beginning, but some time after – these angels had a job to do. As we all do. I should say now that I am Mehiel, Angel of Contemplation and Intelligence, inspirer of learned teachers and writers – which is why I’m telling this story.

All angels have a job to do – we’ll meet more of them later: some responsible for overseeing inventions; some for constellations, or universal energy, or writing and communication, and so on.

Where was I? Oh yes, the beginning. As we all know, it was a big bang – a really big, cataclysmic bang that brought the physical universe into being. Eventually, that awful mess cooled down a bit and things started to take shape. The only reasonable shape that was going to work was globular – balls of fire, molten rock and so on. So there you have it – the universe, planets in nice little rotating patterns, forming solar systems, and these into galaxies going on forever. And then the black holes … But that’s another story.

So, after all the hubbub came the angels. Different ones were assigned to look after various parts of the galaxies, and some, the more creative ones, to establish patterns in the life that began erupting on some planets.

Which brings us back to Xaphan and Gazardiel. They were creative, yes, and a good team – usually – but it must be said, a little unconventional, somewhat inclined to bend the rules a little. So they were assigned to a piddling little planet in a pretty boring solar system at the far end of a very ordinary galaxy known locally as the Milky Way. And the planet known variously as Terra, or Gaia, or Reath … no, sorry, that’s Earth. Shouldn’t do much harm there, it was thought, even if they were to get a bit carried away. 

* * * 

Two angels rested easily on a pillow of cloud on the outskirts of Heaven. The sun highlighted their soft, golden hair. Or maybe it was their halos. Both deep in thought, one fiddling with the end of a wing feather.

‘Okay, Xaphan, what is it?’ said Gazardiel at last. ‘I know what that feather-fiddling means. You’re planning something that’s a bit outside of the divine guidelines. And we’ve had that before, haven’t we? Can’t forget the last project – really stuffed up, that’s why we’re out here in this back-blocks galaxy.’

‘Oh, get over it, Gazardiel. It wasn’t so bad. And you did agree to go along with it.’

‘Well, yes, with a bit of pushing from you. But really … green intelligent beings? You know that’s never used for the populace of a planet! Don’t know why I let myself be talked into it.’

‘Right, blame me. But you don’t mind taking the credit when it’s seen as creative, innovative, inspiring …’

‘Okay, I take it back. It is good to do something different, a bit out of the ordinary. So, what’s the latest bright idea?’

Xaphan sighed, glad to relieve himself of the thought circling in his head. ‘Okay. We’ve got this mission to carry out, ordering the life patterns on this new planet. A system that will allow the life to continue serenely …’

‘Yes yes, we know all that,’ said Gazardiel a little impatiently. ‘We’ve done it before. Just organise them so they set up social patterns suiting their environment, and the whole thing moves on nicely. Easy. What’s your problem?’

‘That’s just it – too easy!’ Xaphan continued, sitting up and pushing the cloud back. ‘I want to do something different. I’ve got a plan.’

Gazardiel groaned. Another ‘plan’?

Xaphan took this knowing groan as encouragement and continued.

‘With all the other planets we’ve organised, it’s just been too simple. The societies grow up, get organised, and everything’s rosy. I want a system where they have to … struggle a bit for it, and really earn their development. So, here it is. We start with simple life-forms, they develop, change, gradually getting better, but they have to work at it, actually compete with each other, till just the best ones are on top, and all the lower ones just float along, being helped and supported by the others. And all the better ones eventually grow into something fantastic!’

Gazardiel frowned, trying to understand how it would work.

‘When you say the better ones develop, what happens to the others? Are they just …?’

‘They stay at lower levels – animals and so on, part of the development process that doesn’t go any further.’

‘Xaphan, this is weird. You mean the animals aren’t made separately from the people beings – like, everyone in their place from the start?’

‘No. That’s the point. Just as the people beings grow and develop after they’re born, so the whole life system grows and develops. In the early phases, the stronger ones survive and go on to higher forms, and that’s what makes them eventually become … I’m not sure exactly what, but why not have a bit of mystery and uncertainty? A bit different from the usual boring, predictable societies we work on.’

‘But when you say “compete” … and “survive” … what exactly … you don’t mean they hurt each other, or … kill each other?’

The last thought suddenly came to the fore, and Gazardiel’s halo shuddered a little at the thought. How very un-angelic!

‘Well, no, not exactly,’ stuttered Xaphan. ‘Well, maybe … yes, in a way. Just at the lower levels – you know, animals and such. Not higher up, when they’re really developed. And anyway, they all have to pass on sometime. Does it matter if it’s a bit sooner rather than later?’

Gazardiel frowned, put his hands deeper into his robe, and took a few deep breaths.

‘I suppose not. Mmm. Would be nice to go against the grain a bit – show some of those older, fuddy-duddy angels we can come up with our own ideas. But, hang on! What about our appraisal? How is the Assessment Committee going to take it? You know, protocols, strategic …’

Xaphan sighed, half-expecting this disquiet from his colleague; he always did worry about rules and regulations. How lacking in creativity!

‘Oh, don’t worry! We’ll get around that. It’s such a great scheme, when they see the results, they won’t worry about a bit of non-conformity. I’m still working on a few details – just leave it to me. I’ve even got a project title for it – I’m calling it Evolution!’ The last bit delivered with an excited flourish of wings.

Gazardiel paused, halfway between a frown and a smile. He wavered between the safety of conformity and the lure of originality. Finally the latter prevailed. ‘Okay, you win. Tell me when it’s all ready. Now, where’s the nectar?’

With that, the two settled back again into the cloud, sipping on a celebratory nectar.





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