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1557Re: [Earth-3 Remembered] Crime Legion of America, Pt. 19

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  • The Time Trust
    May 14, 2017
      That is such a cool, stylish ending. I was wondering if we would see his return.
       
      -- Cheers, Doc Quantum

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      From: "johnreiter902@... [Earth3Remembered]" <Earth3Remembered@yahoogroups.com>
      To: Earth3Remembered@yahoogroups.com
      Sent: Sunday, December 18, 2016 2:33 PM
      Subject: [Earth-3 Remembered] Crime Legion of America, Pt. 19

       

      Epilogue
      Behind them, deep within the ruinous pile of rubble, something was stirring.
      It stirred deep beneath the surface, in what had once been the basement execution room. It stirred in a small open space made from crisscrossed, dust-covered beams, amidst piles of crumbling stone and crushed furniture. It was unseen by the departing heroes, hidden from the light of day my mounds of insulation and dissolving plaster covered in worn-out wall-paper. It remained unnoticed by the band of battered and bleeding street toughs, who had had the good sense to run out when the building began to fall and now slunk back to their homes to rethink their lives.
      The thing that moved was the lid of an ornate sarcophagus. It might have belonged to an ancient pharaoh, except that the gold finished and brightly painted designs looked only decades old. It lay next to the shattered remains of the Legion’s vault of trophies, and did not look out of place among the other precious treasures strewed across the floor.
      An archeologist might have cocked an eyebrow at the lid. The face of the pharaoh displayed none of the usual timeless serenity common in such motifs, but instead glared out at the world with hatred and challenge. All the traditional Horus iconography was replaced with the symbols of Set, except that the pharaoh’s body was framed by a pair of enormous wings.
      No one was there to see the lid slide back, or to see the bronzed hand and muscular forearm that emerged. . .
      As the Man-Hawk rose again.
      The End?



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