RE: The Coruup and the Coil, (summer coi (fwd)
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Date: Thu, 23 Apr 1998 11:39:00 -0500 (EST)
Subject: RE: The Coruup and the Coil, (summer coi
E-mail died about 2 months ago. I have about 1200 e-mails!!!!
It will take a while. Nice story. 200 foot diameter gold plated
To: Benson Barry; "tesla"-at-pupman-dot-com-at-PMDF-at-PAXMB1
Subject: The Coruup and the Coil, (summer coiling
Date: Monday, March 02, 1998 10:46AM
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Subject: The Coruup and the Coil, (summer coiling)
Tarin felt the mud squish between his toes as he left the tepid water
and headed towards the arena. It was getting dark but the heat was
still unbearable. He walked slowly past the battlements, and then
onto the causeway. It was completely dark by the time Tarin
reached the almost filled arena and found an available seat.
No one spoke as they looked across the vast expanse of the arena,
towards the central coil and its monstrous toroidal topload. Tarin
knew the coil was 200 feet tall and that the gold plated toroid was
200 feet in diameter. He took out his binoculars for a better look,
and spied spark gap assembly, and the power supply unit. Tarin
knew what these were called, but he did not understand their function.
At last a figure appeared at the base of the coil. Everyone knew it
was the Coruup. Through his binoculars, Tarin could see the Coruup's
ash-white face and silver garments. The Coruup seemed to float from
place to place at the base of the tower, occasionally raising his arms
with a mysterious flourish.
Gradually, a low rumbling was felt which eventually increased until
it seemed the earth would split in two. Suddenly a cold white light
flickered at the coil's base and Tarin knew this was caused by some
kind of electrical arc within the spark gap. The light seemed to reflect
from the Coruup, accentuating his fluid movements and flourishes.
Then small needling steamers spiked outwards from the toroid to meet
the darkness. The Coruup waved his hands and the white arcs
lengthened as the sound of thunder filled the arena. The lightning
bolts lashed above the onlookers with incessant fury. The spectators
shivered and trembled despite the searing heat of the night. As the
Coruup moved his arms, he seemed to control the crashing thunder-
bolts, lifting them to ever increasing brightness and frenzied activity.
As Tarin watched, the Coruup rose into the air, as if lifted by a giant
hand. Higher and higher he rose, until at last a giant arc-bolt struck
him, then scattered around his glowing form in a star shaped pattern.
The multitudes could feel the telepathic powers of the Coruup
within their minds. They could feel the unyielding strength and
un-matchable power of the Coruup himself. The Coruup began to
drift from bolt to bolt, hovering within each streamer, seemingly
energized by its power, or perhaps giving power to the streamers.
Then he began to dart and flow through and along the streamers,
swooping outwards towards the onlookers, only to lunge inward
again towards the toroid.
Tarin could feel the Coruup's command within his own mind as the
Coruup willed the terrible arcs downward until they splashed against
the multitudes. As the onlookers were struck by the awesome bolts,
they were filled with the Coruup's power, and they too were able to lift
themselves into the air and into the arc-streamers, and join the Coruup's
aerial dance within the streamers. Tarin felt weightless as the sparks
lifted him into the air and the electricity stimulated his entire being.
and the others would have been vaporized if not for the Coruup's
protective powers. In time, all the spectators joined in the aerial
twirling and darting, ghost-like, within the steamers. The could feel the
energy and mental powers of the Coruup within themselves. They
could feel the energy of the arc-streamers and the Coruup's mind
renewing them, physically and mentally.
At last they felt the Coruup's mind releasing its grip upon them. They
clung, but he pulled away, gradually but relentlessly. The multitudes
were eased down to their seats, and the mental bond was broken.
The numbing sounds and lights weakened and died, and the Coruup
stood once again at the coil's base.
The multitudes knew that their rejuvenation would sustain them until
next year's spectacle. Brimming with Teslarian and Coruupian energy,
Tarin stepped smartly into the night, impervious to the blistering summer