Looking like the borough of some titanic centipede, the great fractured basaltic ridge system has gradually pushed apart all the present continents of the planet through Plate Tectonics and Spreading Center Volcanism.
Because of the fact that the Archipelago of Svalbard sits in such close proximity to the magnetosphere of the Earth’s North Pole, along with the unlimited supplies of convection heat and natural radioactive decay from the nearby Nansen Cordillera, the remote island of North East Land was specifically chosen for the site of a time portal.
Beneath the protection of Mount Norsdon’s peak, the deep fjord-valley of Ingdom sits like a garden oasis. The unique valley is shielded from the island’s many fjord glaciers and has access to the frozen Norwegian Sea to the south. The high fjord ridges on either side of the valley block out the deadly arctic winds and low temperatures that would destroy its fragile environment.
The ancient, fertile Valley of Ingdom is kept perpetually warm by thousands of steaming hot springs. At the north end of the seven-mile long emerald valley, the circular wall of Ingdom Castle rings the broad base of Mount Norsdon like a colossal stone crown.
The birth of the garden valley was as curious as its delicately balanced ecosystem. Mighty Ing Bootes, the first monarch of Ingdom, rallied the refugee Dwarves and Elves of Laurasia after they had been driven into the arctic regions by the invading Rephaim Giants and Cromagnites of Gondwanaland. The little people might well have been completely exterminated had it not been for the miraculous appearance of the hot spring valley below Mount Norsdon.
The watchful Cheruvian guardians of the Vegan Star System had been responsible for providing the remnant Laurasian’s with a small haven of rest. The Cheruvians opposed the Draconians of the Thubin Star System, whose strongholds were also located high in the central northern stars.
The Draconians had ravaged and then deserted their former home planet of Earth many millions of years before the Cheruvians regenerated it. After humanity was given dominion over the planet, the Draconians returned and genetically procreated centaurian-like beings to combat the humanoid races for control of the planet.
For many centuries, the Neanderthal Dwarf and Elf tribes of Ingdom had successfully guarded the unique time-gate against every Gondwanaland invasion from far south of the equator. However, during times of great magnetic disturbances among the stars, new armies were sent forth by the Earthbound Draconian Wizard, Gorn. His diabolical armies repeatedly marched upon Ingdom in order to capture the Fountain of the Deep.
The Draconian Wizard’s dark obsession had always been to crush the meek folk of Ingdom and then penetrate the only known time portal to future Earth. Numerous battles had been fought over the portal through time which had resulted in many mythological legends and fables among the Ingdomites, Cromagnites, and Rephaim Giants--and even the albino Hobgoblins of Subpangaea.
This is what Benthor told his nephew, Joshua Blackwell, during his third visit to future Earth. For you see, Benthor is a Dwarf. He is not just any Dwarf, mind you, but King Benthor of ancient Ingdom. He came to inform Joshua that his ancestor, mighty Ing Bootes, was the first of the great Dwarf kings of Ingdom.
Ing made the decree that a great wall be built around the base of Mount Norsdon in order to protect all future access to the gift of the time portal. Plentiful caves and deep caverns under the catacombed mountain provided Ingdom with an immense fortress-city with thermal heat.
The fertile, glacier-fed valley enabled the former hunter-gathering nomads to produce cultivated food crops each year despite their short summers. Every year, migrating herds such as mammoth, bison, caribou, and musk-oxen, as well as flocks of maritime birds, entered the long green valley of the Pishon River to feed and bare young in the warmth and rich fauna of the garden valley. The Great Ice Sea beyond the south bay also provided the valley with a plentiful assortment of aquatic game.
Mighty Ing had also been the first king to be given personal access to future Earth by the Cheruvians during a critical stage of the horrific Rephaim Giant War. Also guided by a vision while he slept, Ing later relayed instructions to his best blacksmiths to forge a great hollow tube made from collected Phaeton meteorites found in the glacial till at the southern end of the fertile valley.
The heavy nickel-iron meteorites had come from the core of the Draconian-destroyed planetoid of Phaeton many millions of years before. The black meteorites were melted in refining volcanic-furnaces deep under Mount Norsdon and were meticulously forged into a cylindrical tube twelve hands in diameter and forty-eight oxen shoulders in length. Elf hatches made of conductive, alloyed-gold were overlaid with the refined metal of the meteorites and then were placed on each end of the portal tube.
The heavy Phaeton tube was then slowly hoisted up the slopes of Mount Norsdon with block and tackle and large teams of domesticated mammoth. With great bravery, the ancient Friends of Ing climbed the magnificent Window of Heaven and slid the Phaeton tube down into the steaming well of the Fountain of the Deep.
Ing had been told by four-faced, Vegan guardians that the time-shifted opposite door would emerge mysteriously within a future Svalbard mountain cavern during key aurora transition periods which they would control.
The ancient king’s subjects, the Friends of Ing, had placed two platinum Dwarf locks within each golden Elf hatch, for no one made better locks than the Dwarves. A key to fit those locks had been forged of the finest blue Dwarf-steel and was to be used only by the ruling Dwarf or Elf kings during times of dire emergency. Ing was the first king of Ingdom to travel forward in time to bring back a man of great renown from the future whom the Cheruvians had Called to protect the time portal.
Likewise, it had been King Benthor, who many centuries later during the Druid-Hobgoblin War, had placed the blue key on a golden chain around his neck and had slid bravely through the shimmering kaleidoscope of the Phaeton tube to lock both hatches behind him.
Alone in an alien, futuristic world except for unseen Cheruvian messengers, Benthor set out to find a man named David Blackwell. The chosen man of great renown was to be found in England, the Land of the Lion and was to be Called to return with him to Ingdom in order to defeat the terrible siege of the subpangaean Hobgoblins.
David Blackwell complied and later gave his life along with the Elf king, Baldur, in the ensuing thirty-six moon war. However, he had been invaluable in his efforts to save Ingdom from sure defeat. During his brief stay in Ingdom, David Blackwell had fallen in love with the beautiful Dwarf princess, Cassi--who was King Benthor’s sister.
They had been permitted to marry, and Cassi gave birth to a baby boy eight moons later, but she died tragically in the grueling process. The large boy was named Joshua, according to his father’s wish, and the young lad spent his first four years of life in Ingdom Castle as the adopted son of the Dwarf regents, Benthor and Miomi.
The newly comprised Elf Senate, whom King Benthor had agreed to temporarily share rule with after King Baldur’s death, forced him to banish young Joshua back to future Earth through the time portal. Joshua and the late Elf king’s daughter, Celia, had formed a very close friendship which worried certain influential members of the Elf Senate.
Fearing that the two children might grow up to marry one day, the Elf Senate narrowly voted to have the tall boy removed from Ingdom. Benthor reluctantly returned to future Earth a second time and arranged for the child to be raised in America, the Land of the Eagle, but at a time later than his father’s birth in England.
However, after the passing of only a mere 180 moon-cycles of peace in Ingdom, another Draconian horde crawled forth from the southern Crater-Fen of the evil Draconian. Spy reports had filtered back from Gondwanaland of an army of Hybrid Imps led by Gorn’s top lieutenant, the Deinonychusaur, Bale. The Imp army had been given orders to conquer Ingdom at all cost and to secure the Fountain of the Deep for the Draconian conquest of future Earth.
Ingdom did not fear the Imps alone for their mountain castle was quite formidable and was protected on all sides by natural elements. However, a small southern spy of King Benthor’s had reported that the Imp commander wore a neurological war-helmet that posed a great threat to the ancient world’s balance of power.
The Cheruvian High Council feared that Bale’s war-helmet would tip the delicate scale of power in Gorn’s favor. If their fears were correct, then the safety of Earth’s future would be in grave jeopardy from the intergalactic Draconian League who had long sought to take back the dominion of their home planet by force.
Instructed by Cheruvian guardians, King Benthor returned to the future for a third time to find the banished son of David. Benthor sought for him in the Bull City of Durham, in the Land of the Eagle--for only the son of the renowned Herculonian, David Blackwell, could fulfill the ancient Ingdomite star prophecies of the Vegan Song of Mazzaroth.
The Song of Mazzaroth is a prophetic star scroll whose key of understanding is the Circle of Precession. The stars in themselves have no particular power over the Earth, it is merely the perspective of their positions through time in relation to Earth’s northern magnetosphere that predict the historical battles between light and darkness which are still raging over dominion of the planet in the heavens above.
The following account is the legend of Joshua Blackwell. This epic book contains the exploits of how Joshua Blackwell and his remarkable Friends of Ing fought a small portion of the great circle of battles depicted in the complex prophecies of the Song of Mazzaroth.
This is the legend of how the Friends of Ing attempted to thwart the immortal Draconian League who have long sought to control the gate of their Cheruvian enemies and to sit alone upon the high places of the North.