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Sisterhood of the Serpent
Sisterhood of the Serpent
Sisterhood of the Serpent
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They came from outer space.
They have been here since the Dawn of Man.
They are here now.
They are more beautiful than mortal women, wilder than the most ferocious beast, as warriors they have no peers.
They are insatiable amazons from another world and they lust after men to mate with...
...and to devour!

They are The Sisterhood of the Serpent.

Members of an elitist cult of women known as the Sisterhood of the Serpent are lurking in the small country town of Daley Downes.. Outwardly, cult members pose as political activists and post modern feminists, but this is just a façade calculated to mask their truly nefarious activities.

Marcia Davenport, a local part time security officer and martial arts instructor, suspects that the cultists are more than just loud activists or provocateurs. She believes they are responsible for the disappearance and murder of her fiancé

Dirk Houden, an investigator from out of town who is investigating the case informs Marcia that he is currently investigating further disappearances that are associated with the cultists, cases which go back several years. The last sightings of many of these missing persons were in the Daley Downes region.

Things soon get stranger. Through Dirk, Marcia learns the bizarre truth about the evil Sisterhood. They descended from the legendary Amazons, who came from another world, arriving upon the Earth at the dawn of human civilisation. After waging brutal wars against humanity in the antediluvian age, they were eventually put to flight and scattered to the remote regions of the world.

Now, new networking cults of them are appearing in numerous secluded locations; one of which is in Marcia’s neighbourhood. Dirk’s mission is to locate and destroy the nefarious cult operating in the Daley Downes region, and dispatch all local members of the Sisterhood.

After searching the region and discovering vital clues within an old church and surrounding bush, Dirk and Marcia eventually encounter the cult’s lair, where they have been holding macabre ritual murders. The story comes to an intense climax after a gruesome confrontation with the fanatical Sisterhood, during which their idol transforms into a gigantic monstrous snake woman. After a spectacular battle, the struggling protagonists succeed in destroying the cult and their obscene, reanimated goddess.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 20, 2012
ISBN9781476447841
Sisterhood of the Serpent
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Carter Rydyr

The strange and bizarre works of Steve Carter and Antoinette Rydyr (S.C.A.R.) incorporates anything from Sci Fi and horror fantasy to surrealism and weird satire. All of it has a strong element of the fantastic and a healthy dose of experimentalism. They create in a variety of mediums – prose fiction, illustration, comic books, screenplays and even music, which they produce with their experimental bands FistFunk Futurists and TeknoSadisT. Their screenplay "Curse of the Swampies" won Best Feature Film Screenplay at the A Night of Horror International Film Festival 2010. Current projects include new comics, more audio experiments and prose stories. There are also a number of screenplays and novellas in the works.

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    Sisterhood of the Serpent - Carter Rydyr

    SISTERHOOD OF THE SERPENT

    by

    Carter Rydyr

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    Sisterhood of the Serpent

    Copyright 2010, 2012 by Carter Rydyr

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    SISTERHOOD OF THE SERPENT

    In an age before recorded history…

    Unable to sleep and with a belly full of meat, fresh from the day’s kill and roasted over the clan fire, Urluk sat on a rock shelf at the cavernous entrance of the cave. His spear lay by his side; it accompanied him wherever he went. Quietly, he contemplated the dazzling star-field that stretched right across the night sky. There was not a single cloud, nor had the moon risen. Spattered throughout the countless twinkling specks of light was a milky, gossamer haze. Near mesmerised by the sight, he wanted to reach out and touch it, swim through it. But it was forever inaccessible, and so vast and incomprehensibly distant.

    He was staring at the realm of dreams and gods, as he’d done countless times, since childhood. Was this the place where the spirits of the dead dwelt for eternity, as the clan’s wise shaman constantly claimed? What did the man know of the heavens and what dwelt there that no one else did? Exactly how did he ever come upon such exclusive knowledge in the first place? Perhaps, Urluk pondered, the Shaman really knew no more than anyone else, his obsessive chanting and rituals being simply products of his imagination, just like the thoughts and whims that swam around within Urluk’s own mind. Though in the Shaman’s case, they were spurred on by the intoxication resulting from the strange mushrooms and beverages that he consumed at every ceremony he had ever presided over.

    But to the Shaman, his ritualised ranting conveyed a message of profound importance to every person. All living things were connected by the mysterious and unseen, linked and unified by a thing unfathomable yet detectable only to those who acknowledged, believed and accepted. It was an intriguing thing that affected all, and the spirit that lived on after the body died was inextricably connected to it. It defined the mystery of life and the many realms in which it existed.

    At the moment of death, when one became a phantom that can no longer be seen by the living yet still lives on, the Shaman always stressed, ever cryptic, even the ignorant would finally learn the Great Truth!

    Such notions were always interesting to ponder whether you believed it all or not, Urluk mused, but they were also impractical. So long as you still lived, you had to go on surviving, facing and overcoming one problem after another until the jaws of death finally came to claim you. Until then, there wasn’t much point dwelling on the cosmic abstractions of the unknown. Life in the here and now consumed almost all of one’s precious time.

    The night was silent. There was the softest breeze and the tips of the tall pines swayed gently to its rhythm. Beginning at the edge of the sloping glade that fell away from the clan’s cave, the dense pine forest receded for several miles up a precipitous canyon. Despite the brightness of the starlight, barely anything within the forest was visible except the high treetops.

    Then it came, bright as a piece of the sun, streaking right across the arc of the sky. Urluk was the only one who witnessed it. He’d seen shooting stars before, but not like this. Massive, fiery, its tail a blazing plume that scorched the sky and obscured the stars. The air crackled, whistled in a tone Urluk had never heard before. It filled his ears. A fraction of a second later the object slammed into the canyon, several miles away.

    There was a titanic explosion and the earth trembled. His body rocked with the shock wave. Then there was silence, and a distant, eerie glow pulsed in the depths of the forest, mingling with haze, ash and smoke. Urluk’s heart throbbed; he became fearful, apprehensive. Whatever that object was, it had not come from the earth. This he knew intuitively.

    Others came from the cave, having been rudely woken from their slumber. They stood with Urluk, rubbing their eyes, peering out into the night up the canyon, stunned. The Shaman was the last to appear. He gazed at the glow in the forest, said nothing.

    It fell from the sky.

    Uuntag the Axe-man, one of the clan’s bravest hunters, came up close to Urluk. A day’s walk away. Tomorrow, we shall take a look!

    Urluk felt uneasy. This event was not a normal occurrence. Was it some kind of omen? What ominous thing to come did this event herald? Or should he be even thinking of it in this way? It reeked of the deep mysteries the Shaman always rambled about, and that he’d just been pondering. Something about it scared him, just what and why eluded him. Even so, in the morning he was going with Uuntag to find out more.

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    It had taken practically all day to get there, and the miserable drizzle had not let up. The sun was sinking towards the western peaks of the far canyon wall. Debris lay all around, rubble, boulders, shattered trees and branches. It made the terrain awkward, virtually impossible to negotiate. The entire area had been blasted to pieces by the object that had fallen from the heavens on the previous night.

    Only five of them have been courageous enough to undertake the journey to this

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