Elizabeth's Gamble

 

She stopped at the church, St Mary the Virgin, to walk through the stone arch in the cemetery, a place when the world was in turmoil seemed to ground her in the many realties a woman of her stature would need knowledge and wisdom with which to reign. Her heavily powdered face, doing its best to hide her pock marks, her rouged cheeks and lips bright red, her hair loose, her scarlet satin shoes matching her dress of cuffs and collars that pinched her waist bounced as she meandered before a meeting with her advisor, the man that promised he would build her an Empire. 

She was 25, Queen of England and Ireland, one day the expanse of the empire would include India, Canada, Scotland, Islands in the Caribbean Sea and parts of the Americas for a couple hundred years. She had also declared herself Supreme Governor of the Church of England, her wicked father's child. 

The Renaissance was in late bloom and the seeds of that time were about to populate the western world.

Her advisor scried in the room light by oil and candles, a book with drawings and Hebrew next to him on a stand so he could make notes at a moment. The walls were lined with books from all over, a great library for a queen. This is where the seeds of the an Empire would be born, Angels and Demons at command, or so they thought. 

At the end of her life the poisons she masked in would eat at her face, her hair would fall out, oh the vanity of vanities. The end of her empire would look like Al-Andalus a hundred years before she was born, a violent take over on the streets and a tiered governing hand that allowed it, and a feckless King with no authority but a title. 

The command of Angels and Demons while she declared her self head of a church created by her father for his own purpose, under the guise of God turned out to be the seeds of ruin, enemies of philosophy, reason and religion would have a melee day. Eventually the Church would waste away. 

Before that would happen a great storm would be given rise and the the Spanish Armada would be defeated, signaling to the world her power, almost as if God had intervened. 

Here dear reader are some date of fun things that are connected not through this timeline but all time

Object origin object destination

1095-1291 Crusader times

711-1492 The place that is Spain now is mostly under some caliphate rule and has a large Jewish population. At this time come the Sefer HaBahir 1150-1200, 1135 is when the Rambam starts about, and Sefer HaZohar 1280. Knowing the Rambam's work they are the antithetical to the Sefers. 

1350-1600 the Renaissance, when magic and science appear and disappear. 

1400 the printing press

(I feel like I should have stings attached here and there but they all point to not playing with God)

1455 the Gutenburg bible is published

1478-1483 the Spanish Inquisition 

1492 Columbus sails the ocean blue

1509 Henry VIII is coronated.

1517 Martin Luther nails his thesis's 

1533 Catherine of Aragon is divorced

1536 Anne Boylen is executed (mother of Elizabeth I)

Divorced, Beheaded, Died, Divorced, Beheaded, Survived.

Enter John Dee and his magic which was the norm of the day invited to start the build of a great Empire. 

1559 Elizabeth I is coronated and declares herself Supreme Governor of the Church of England

2026 the British Empire is crumbled to pieces.