The Fethafoot Chronicles: The Vanishing: the Rainbow Serpent’s Dance
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Prologue
Australia – the Land down under
The disappearance of explorer Ludwig Leichardt and his expedition has remained unsolved for more than 170 years. On his second exploration of Australia’s inland in April of 1848, in the company of five white men, two Aboriginal guides, seven horses, 20 mules and 50 bullocks, he left the Darling Downs area of southern Queensland bound for Western Australia – 4000 kilometers directly west as the crow flies. Shortly afterward, the entire party vanished without trace. Conjecture is all that is known of the disappearance to this day.
From out of those terrifying and harsh times for our people: Australia’s first people – the Heart-rock people – the following Fethafoot chronicle reveals that same journey from their side of history.
It too speaks of the man known as Ludwig Leichardt - and of the only Ghost ever to walk the Silver Dreaming path and dance with Heart-rock’s most common and arcane mythological legend – the intriguing Rainbow Serpent…
Chapter 1
September 1842, Darkinjung Land (Hunter Valley, NSW)
The tall, slim, stern white fellow - German by birth - walked slowly and reverently through the Australian bush land, as he’d done through the wild bush lands in many different parts of the known world. He understood from his careful research, which preceded every studious excursion he undertook, that he now walked through lands that had been Darkinjung Aboriginal land for thousands of years previously.
In this period of history however, the Darkinjung, Eora and other great tribes around coastal New South Wales – as the invading Ghost-people had renamed it – were slowly succumbing to the conqueror’s worst traits, while unfamiliar diseases that killed randomly and fast tore tribal and clan law, status and custom to tiny spent shreds. The few warriors remaining quickly took up the white man’s penchant for intolerant violence rather than negotiation, and many were hunted down and killed for their defiance. Half starved fringe dwellers, barely existing on the outskirts of rapidly expanding townships, were also taking on the least demanding and many negative attributes that the Ghost’s sullen poor brought with them. Leaf smoking, formerly a ceremonial peculiarity for the aged, became extensive and humiliated warriors now fought over the stinking prize and any other available Ghost drugs.
The poorer Ghost’s swill of homemade rotgut rum became the number one trade item between the races, and formerly peaceful clans-people became terrifying thugs, abusing and even killing any who stood between them and the powerful drug, which could take them away from the shame and humiliation they had to live under daily. The great warrior and clever-man Pemulwuy, who had fought and beaten the invaders for 12 long years when they first arrived on his shores was long gone and his memory fading, at least among the invaders…
A well-travelled man
The white man now walking Darkinjung lands had seen this clash of cultures before. He’d tried his best to help soften the blow on many of the unique cultures that he’d encountered in other lands as his race expanded across the face of the earth, but mostly to no avail. His people’s hunger for land and raw materials always won out in the end, no matter how many races and wonders they destroyed in the process. He’d been affected so deeply by the sense of anomie that his people created in the vanquished, as they brushed aside or trampled generations of strong spiritual beliefs, that he’d even given up on his family’s dream of him becoming a medical doctor. Now he travelled the new world to record everything he could about the new lands, cultures and impossible newly discovered creatures, before it was too late and they too settled to the floorboards with history’s ages-dry, unknown dust.
He scribbled notes and drawings of the plants and animals he saw as he moved slowly and purposefully across the land, scarcely giving thought to natural snares that lay out before him. This wild virgin landscape had never been cleared for cattle, sheep or farming and the raw terrain was rough going, with fallen trees and dead branches in every direction. He was so absorbed in his attention to detail that he stumbled often and an observer could be forgiven to think him physically handicapped in some manner. The Doc cared little for ignorant opinion though and forged on, at times even laughing at his own inelegant lack of coordination.
When he came to a particular plant he’d never seen before, he would stop and squat down close, before breaking of a leaf and sniffing its odor. Then he’d pull out a set of time-worn spectacles from his pocket, set them on his nose and either draw the plant and its leaves on his thick, leather bound notebook, or if it was in flower he’d place some of its seeds or flowers into a small carry bag he had for that purpose. The man carried several bags like this, the largest being for his obsessive rock collection.
It was unusual for a lone white man to walk alone in this part of the country and especially at this time in colonial Australia’s short, often violent history. Although he carried a short sword across his back, which he used mainly to cut through brush, the man of science had never had to use it on a kindred human as yet and he hoped that it would never come to that. Now, as he crouched down beside an unknown fern while trying to get the proper scale of the drawing onto his special new graph paper, he tilted his head to one side and listened intently…
Chapter 2
A fortuitous meeting
He stopped what he was doing and raised his head to discern the distant sound that he recognised as out of place in the natural order of things here. He stood abruptly, replaced his precious tools in their routine places around his body and again turned his head toward