Court Transcript

LORD SCALES. A stream cannot run any higher than its source; and a man cannot reach higher than a Titan, anymore than he may become one; or by chymic art, manipulate that Holy Essence which is the root cause of all things. Clearly the Janus was insane to even try…

KREW. Forgive me my Lord, but you are in error. For the reasoning of the Janus was in accord with Cosmic Law. If the quality of a material substratum was simply dependent upon the composition and movement of its atoms, then all vital peculiarities might be resolved to a physio-chymic basis. But as we know this is patently false, Nature and Essence being the other two Causes. For instance, the fact that the egg-albumin of one bird remains perfectly clear upon boiling, while that of another becomes opaque, might be taken to sign a difference in atomic composition – but this is in fact due to the different amounts of saline and alkali present. The curds of woman’s and cow’s milk are considered quite different, yet the primary dissociation products show much similarity; whilst the elementary analyses of cow, goat, and rabbit curds are identical.

Which brings me to the blood and the many crystallographic differences of its serum albumins… I have collated the crystalline forms of haemoglobin from over ten thousand different animals – reptiles, aves, ungulates; mules horses and hippopotami; rodents, dogs, wolves and foxes; moles and mice; cats, civets and salamanders; apes, monkeys and bears; whales, squid, narwhals and men – both sons and daughters of Eve. Yet not only the blood of earthly creatures, but also their preternatural counterparts – goblins, satyrs, fairies, imps – and of course, the cyclopeans and titans.

Different species manifest different crystal shapes. So if the court will allow me, I will project some samples with the aid of my magic lantern… Little imp, if you would blow out the candles for a moment please.. Thank you… Ah! Is that not pretty? These are the blood crystals of a mountain lynx which occur as octahedra; on this glass are squirrels’ crystals, which are hexagonal plates; these rats’ crystals are tetrahedral – Oh! I love that one especially – such lovely colours! … And these needle crystals are from the sturgeon fish. Now see here: the crystals of the wolf are long prismatics – yet elongated on the vertical axis and longitudinally striated – as is usual in the genus Canis. Which brings me to the orthorhombic crystals of human blood – note they all have ninety degrees between their edges and planes. Compare this to the crystals of Titan blood on the next glass: these are entirely monoclinic, forming tabular prisms, with an average edge to base angle of seventy one degrees and thirty minutes. Very well, light the candles, if you would please Imp…

So how, you might ask, is it possible to transform one type of blood into another, or purge the dross of the lower with the essence of the higher? Well, this is my area of expertise, and ’tis all a question of vibration… For all atoms vibrate at their own particular frequency. And just as the diapason and octave of a string produce different notes, so vibrations of Essence produce different qualities of matter. And these vibrations are manifest in the serum crystals of the blood. Change the vibration of the Essence, and you change the substratum, and so give rise to modifications of its atoms, corresponding proteins and other vital molecules. Such changes may be of too subtle a character to initially detect, but will, over time be sufficient to cause not only physiological and morphological differentiations in the individual, but also become manifest in the offspring. And this is how the abbot set about his cabbalistic cure…

But this arcane art is not to be undertaken lightly, or calamity will ensue, and in attempting to cure one disease, you may create ten more and compound the malady further. What a pity that meddling alchemists are not bound to that Hippocratic Oath: First do no harm…

LORD SCALES. I stand admonished Krew. Er, that lantern thing – could you make me one?

KREW. Why, with pleasure my lord!

LORD SCALES. Excellent. I should like to observe the blood of a bishop… I am sure it will have much simulacrum with that of the rat… Or even the mad Jacques himself, who with one foot in hell, plots to fuse Adam with Eve; and by swift forgiveness of his evil sire, points with frightful clearness to the selfish nature of his own corrupt soul. Yet I wonder what the blood of The Living God would look like through that lantern?

KREW. Pardon my lord?

LORD SCALES. I refer to that holy blood drawn from His hands and feet, that washes away the sins of world, yet seizes the accused with such disgust and horror, that should he ever taste it, I fear he would vomit up his very self…

JACQUES. Christ could have smitten Pilate dead and ruled the Earth in peace. But he took away that honour from himself – so man cannot give it back to him.

LORD SCALES. Do you still deny that Christ was the embodiment of God on earth?

KREW. Indeed he does my Lord; he denies his deity and emphasizes his creatureliness.

LORD SCALES. Yet I wonder what perfect crystalline lattice is formed by the Son of God, whose Essence is above all Thrones, Cherubim and Seraphim? It beggars belief: the salvation of the accused lies not in the blood of Christ, but in the proffering of his own blood for a diabolic rite. How I thirst to suck the clotted crystals from his derogate heart!

JACQUES. Then I wonder what your blood would look like through Krew’s lantern. Prisms, rods, needles or hexagons? Bright rose or greyish-red? Does its colour deepen upon exposure to the air? Perhaps ’tis blue like a crab’s. Pray, do tell my Lord. Green or violet? Methinks ’twould compare well with the wolf or jackal…

LORD SCALES. Alas, I am bloodless ghost, just like your fallen Titan. You deem this Titan your Key. But as wise Solomon knew, the beginning of the Key is to fear God, to adore Him, to honour Him with contrition of heart, to invoke Him in all matters which you wish to undertake, and to operate with very great devotion. For only then will God lead you in the right way; and only with purity of soul, may you arrive at the effect and end which you hope to attain. Yet ’tis apparent to all that the abbot failed in this task. For you stand before us a man – a fallen man, who protests a contrary state. Nevertheless, I am keen to know the method of such Titanic foolery. So would the accused please continue…

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