My job was to delete lines and spaces to make the information more concise. There were many conspiracy ideas, so this took a long time.

I then went into an even stranger dream.

I was standing out in the yard by the garage door at my New Berlin house. I was there with my young son Bill. I saw a rain shower coming out of the southeast. (Rain always comes from the southwest there)  I saw it coming and hollered for Bill to come into the garage with me so as to not get wet, but he ran up the hill behind the garage. I kept hollering for him to get back into the garage and water was already cascading down the hill like a waterfall when Bill came down the hill driving a large cart like a chariot pulled by two white ponies in tandem.

I kept yelling at him to get into the garage and he pulled the animals around and the ponies turned into a coarse haired white yak with fur. I grabbed it by the bridle and held it and petted it until it was calm. The other pony turned into a beautiful white horse and then into another white yak with long coarse fur.

I grabbed that one too by the bridle and we stood in the garage while it poured rain outside.

Meanwhile Bill went into the house to talk on the phone with a woman. I could hear the voice outside but not understand nor remember the words.

I followed Bill into the house because now something had to be done with the yaks because I didn't know how to feed them and there was a secret feeding spot somewhere under the fur near the ear.

I stood at the bottom of the stairs and called Bill down. when he arrived, he was now Stephen King with a green face. He said, "Now you will know who the true ME is when I appear like this."

I was quite astonished to know the truth. At the same time, I heard another man coming down the stairs. This man stopped at the top of the stairs to talk to us.

He was an older, dark-haired man and his job was to watch people and to report back to another man whom I could hear coming down the stairs from even higher up.

I felt I had to leave before that man appeared.  I opened the door and woke up.

(The house where the dream takes place is built on the side of an 'esker' and limestone outcropping at the edge of the last ice age where the glacier dropped a pile of stones and sand as it melted.)

When I woke up in the morning, my husband was working out i the yard o the lawn and flower beds.

He came running into the house and asked if I had felt the earthquake.

I answered, "No!"

He went back outside to dig in the yard again and came running back in yelling, "There it goes again!"

I hadn't felt anything, but I looked out the bedroom window from upstairs and the dirt was rising from something pushing from beneath. (That window faces west)

My husband went back outside to dig again.

As I sat in the bedroom watching, I could see the land rising up outside the window and the house.

Where there was once a swale along the foundation of the house, where the water could could run off, now there was a mound of dirt and black tarry stuff all the way up to the second floor window.

My husband continued to dig holes out in the yard, trying to stop this ominous mound from growing, but it was climbing higher and higher up the side of the house, threatening to push it over. 

I decided to run across the street to Allis-Chalmers where I worked and ask my boss who was an engineer what we could do. (A-C was actually 15 miles from our house)

When I got there, it was late in the day and he had left already and gone home. 

There were 4 other tall engineers there and I explained what happened right across the street.

Either they didn't believe me or didn't care, and just walked away. 

I walked down the hall where some women co-workers were still sitting at their desks and told them what was happening. They agreed to come over and take a look. 

As we walked back across the street, I could see the big mound of dirt with a layer of black tarry stuff behind the house. There were big square holes where my husband had dug, attempting to stop it, but to no avail, it was still growing. 

I brought the women into the house, going from room to room. I could smell something burning. All the other people who lived with us were doing something different and each one was doing something with an electrical appliance, but nothing seemed amiss.

But then, in the window was the evidence, this big black mass of dirt, leaning against the house, threatening to topple it over.

One of the women ran outside and I followed her. She was dressed in a light green dress, and I saw she had a matching light green face and she had a skinny light yellow doll that she threw ahead of her as she ran.

"We have to pray over it. We have to pray over it!" she yelled back at me. 

I thought she had lost her mind. 

I was living in New Berlin, WI.  My Father said he was going to meet me in the parking lot at a school, so I was early and waiting for him.

I had to leave the car to talk to someone who needed some advice and walked across the parking lot.  I was watching my car the whole time for my Father to arrive but didn't see him.  I took my eyes off my car for just a moment, and when I looked back, I couldn't see my car, so I went back across the parking lot, thinking it was perhaps behind a snow pile, as it was winter and the snow plows went through some time ago, piling up the snow here and there.

I looked and looked and looked but couldn't find my car.  I then started thinking that perhaps my Father had taken my car home because I wasn't in it. So, I went home.

I didn't see my car at home either, but I got a phone call from my friend Norbie who told me he was bringing a man who wanted to talk to me.

I didn't want to meet the man in my house because I was expecting my Father any moment, to bring my car home.

So, I was out in the garage, which was very clean and there were no cars in it.  I was just messing with some things on the work bench.

I saw two women go past the door, and for some reason, that made me very nervous as they were just wandering around the yard. 

I started watching the sunlight on the ground because if someone came to the garage from the direction of the sun, their shadow would precede them and I'd be aware that someone was coming. But I carefully locked the upper door of the garage so no one could surprise me from that direction when I wasn't looking.

Finally, Norbie's car arrived and a little baby, dressed in a pink pajama outfit with feet on came into the garage.  He was really sweet and began running around the work bench and under the workbench.  I talked to him in baby talk, and called him Sweetheart and finally went and picked him up so he wouldn't hurt himself in the garage.

Then Norbie came into the garage, bringing this middle-aged man with him.

The hair on my arms immediately stood up, and I used my professional, more affective voice in greeting Norbie and the man, who looked very familiar but I can't name him.

The man started telling me that I was two different people with different personalities, and told Norbie that I wasn't who I said I was, and Norbie got very nervous about the confrontation  and decided it would be best if he left.

Norbie went out to his car and got in it to leave, and at that moment, the man's face turned an ugly dark green and I started running for the house, knowing my Father would be there waiting for me.  As I ran across the yard to the house, the man called me out, telling Norbie,  "See how she is now?! 

I thought perhaps he meant that he could see fat on my legs as I ran towards the house or something because my dress got above my knees when I ran, but I wasn't going to stop and point out to him that I was a mother, and wife, and a good person.

I ran into the house, and slammed the screen door behind me, locking it, and then slammed the wooden door with the glass window also, and locked it, hoping my Father was in the livingroom, waiting for me, and I woke up.

The Adonthell

Regarding the Sisters of the Green and the Witches of Erinsford

Being a Part of

The History of the Wyvernesse

by

Cirades Rymon

The Sisters of the Green

'The Witches', as they are sometimes, and mistakenly, called refer to themselves as the Sisters of the Green or Daughters of the Green Lady. They are Between, like each of the other mixed companies. The Sisters, one and all, worship the Green Lady. Their power flows from her. Despite these facts, they are not an priestly order.

Like the Gardeners, the Sisters once lived both in the cities and the country. Also like some Gardeners, they have now fled to the wilds. The Sisters, where they can survive in the cities, often work as midwives and herbal healers. Gardener women also choose these same professions, but whereas Gardeners use alchemy, herbal medicines, and the faintest touch of magick to do their work, the Sisters eschew alchemy completely. They, though they are all Human or Half-Elvish, have an Elvish view of alchemy - it is to them both vulgar and inferior. The Sisters use magick at need and herbal cures most of the time.

The Sisters are perhaps the least fortunate of the mixed companies. The Yetins' wisdom, artistry, and physical prowess recommend them to the four races. The Forestkeepers are revered, or at least respected, for the work they do in defending the rural settlements. Where this work is kept secret, they still have woodland lore, exciting stories, and fighting skill to earn them a place. The Sisters, however, are an anomaly, for they possess skill in magick, though there are no Elves among them. They take no part in the gifts of men, living simply, close the earth, and having nothing to do with alchemy. They are sometimes referred to as Hags or Crones. These names are not used by anyone who respects them, though sometimes "old crone" is used as a codeword for 'Witch'.

A sister typically practices what the Omae would call Earth and Water magicks, though some practice Air magicks. Rare indeed are the Red Witches, Sisters who have taken to practicing the magicks of fire, chaos, and destruction. They are properly known as the Red Witches. To call a devoted Sister of the Green a Hag or Red Witch is to insult her egregiously, but a 'Green Witch' will not respond with violence. She might, in a fit of pique, give one something to upset one's stomach, but little more. To call a Red Witch a Hag or Crone is to risk one's life.

The Sisters are a persecuted group. In the face of witch hunts, they have resorted to an unwanted secrecy. They have histories, but they keep them hidden, just as they keep their spell-books hidden. In those histories is a list of the many families and covens which have been decimated by bands of witch hunters, and also the few which remain.

The Sisters' society, where it persists, is organized into both families and covens. Family organization happens naturally as the Sisters and their consorts breed and bear children. Significant magickal ability passes from mother to daughter. If a Sister marries the son of a sister, the magick will pass to the children through both parents, giving both sons and daughter magickal ability.

Covens form when sisters of similar, or complimentary, magickal interest, join together for mutual teaching and support. Covens do not take names beyond the names of their leading members. Each coven keeps a spellbook containing lore and spells in keeping with the interests of the group. For covens which are just getting started, this covenbook is more or less the spellbook of its leader. For older covens, the covenbook is a compilation of the coven histories, geneologies, and more powerful spells, since the common spells can be found in the spellbooks of the membership.

The sons of Sisters of the Green possess little if any magickal talent. Given the Sisters' disdain for alchemy, those boys with magickal talent turn often to Half-Elvish shamanism. A few rebel, choosing an alchemical tradition separate from both the Brotherhood of the Fang and the Gardeners. In a word, they embrace chaos, choosing Fire magick and the unpredictability of alchemy. They are not inherently evil, but they are dangerous. These rebel sons become Rods of Chaos.

Several other sects and groups relate to the Red Witches and the Sisters of the Green. The Rangers, the Keepers of the Yeti Spirit, and the Half-Elvish shamanic traditions are the most obvious of these. In addition to the Rods of Chaos, there are the Knights of the Green and various groups of witch-hunters.

The interaction between the Sisters and Knights of the Green, and between the Red Witches and the Rods of Chaos, is fairly complex. All four groups worship the Green Lady or some manifestation of her. All four groups also believe in the existence of a male counterpart, usually identified as the Axe-Bearer. (As an aside, even the Dwarvish folk recognize a relationship between the Green Lady and the Axe-Bearer, though they focus on the Axe-bearer rather than the Lady). The male groups, corporately and as individuals, sometimes take the role of the Axe-Bearer in relationship to their respective Sisterhoods. The Sisterhoods do the reverse, taking the role of the Lady in relationship to their men.

There is a strong tendency for the members of the like Orders (that is, the Sisters and Knights of the Green, and the Witches and Rods of Chaos) to intermarry. A young Rod or Knight will spend his youth attaching himself to various members of the appropriate sisterhood, until at last he finds the right person. At that point, the Knight and the Sister will marry. The Knight becomes the Sister's primary guardian and she becomes his primary healer. Among the Sisters and Knights of the Green, such marriages are for life. The same tradition exists among the Reds, though the Reds' mutual devotion to chaos results in less permanent marriages. The members of both male orders are known for their willingness to die and to kill to save the lives of the Sisters to whom they are married.

All four orders are now quite rare. The Knights and Sisters of the Green have fled to the wilds of the world, intermingling with the Forestkeepers and the shamans. These groups do not share members, but they do share goals. The Knights will give few open signs of being Knights, but a wary eye can spot them. They tend to be very skilled with axes of various kinds, since the axe is a primary symbol of their god and their primary weapon in combat. They sometimes carry small hatchets on their belts, even in cities, but most overlook this sign as the trappings of the woodsman. Forestkeepers also carry hatchets with the same dual purpose. The only way to know if the Forestkeeper you meet is guarding the Sisters or merely a woodsman is to ask the hatchet's purpose. If the Forestkeeper answers at all, it is a sign that he trusts you. If he says, "For fire," he is guarding a Sister. If he says, "For wood," the hatchet is just a tool. If he says, "For firewood," one has run into a ranking Forestkeeper, who knows that most weapons can be tools, and most tools weapons.

The Red Witches and the Rods of Chaos have chosen the cities and various kinds of entertainment as their means of survival. Urban Red Witches practice divination for a price. They are called on by both entertainment seekers and human city leaders, and service all comers, so long as the pay is right. Many of the Rods of Chaos make their livelihoods as performers of magick and illusions. Among humans, they are popular, since one neever knows what one will see when one goes to see a Red Wizard perform. Their emphasis on chaos makes them unpredictable, especially in combat and performance. The spectators, and the performers, enjoy the excitement of wondering what will happen next.

When groups of superstitious Men began hunting the Witches, all four groups began to develop styles of combat and survival in the face of angry mobs. Even the Sisters and Knights of the Green developed such skills, though their general abhorrence of bloodshed means that the Sisters focus on means of defense and of indirect attack. If faced with a mob, the Sisters and Knights will seek to slow an attack by choosing narrow routes of escape, raising walls of earth or bramble, or (in the case of the Knights) standing with axes brandished between the Sisters and the Mobs. If a Sister feels the need to cut a way out, she will likely summon wolves, bears, badgers, or birds of prey. She may also raise a golem. The main type of golem called is usually an earth golem, which will attack anything which threatens its summoner. A second type of golem used is the axe golem, summoned from the axe of the Sister's Knight. If her knight dies, the golem will take up the axe and wield it.

The Red Witches and the Rods of Chaos take a far more aggressive approach to defense. Rarely do villagers survive the experience of cornering Red Witches or their fellows Rods of Chaos. The Reds and their men have been known to unleash elementals of all kinds, as well as firestorms, cyclones, and lightnings at their enemies. Red Witches rarely fight physically. Like the Sisters and Knights of the Green, the men do the melee fighting, using their rods alternately as wands and clubs.

The Witches of Erinsford

The Green Sisters of Erinsford lived in the town and its surrounding villages for many generations, practicing their herbal medicine, midwifery, and subtle magicks. They were more or less an accepted part of life in Erinsford for most of the town's history. Then, in the last hundred years, other, more direct and less benevolent groups began to work in the Erinsford region. Magehunters, as they called themselves, entered the region, seeking out any human whose practices smacked of magick. The Brotherhood of the Fang and the Blackwidow Sisters also came to Erinsford. The alchemists and and spellcasters came into conflict with each other and the Magehunters. The Gardeners and the Sisters of the Green paid little heed to the conflict. They certainly did not help precipitate it. The Blackwidows, however, responded to the threat by afflicting the leader of the Magehunters with a lingering and unnatural death.

Their action only encouraged the Magehunters, who were more right than they knew when the blamed their leader's death on evil magicks. Another Magehunter died soon after, falling dead in the street after passing a disguised member of the Brotherhood of the Fang. The two deaths spread fear through the community and its leaders, some of whom supported the Magehunters. No one knew who would die next. The Magehunters recognized the fear of the people and capitalized on it. Soon, the inhabitants of Erinsford feared anyone who used magick. A number of Red and Green Witches escaped to safety, as did the evil alchemists. Fear soon became hatred.

When the tensions were ripe for explosion, the Magehunters went looking for a Witch or Alchemist to lynch. They found nearly a full coven of Sisters of the Green, accompanied by their Knights. The Magehunters attacked, inviting the ire of the Knights, who cut down two Magehunters with nothing more magickal the blade of a sharp battle-axe. The Knights had moved too soon, however. Their actions started a riot. The Witches gathered together to defend themselves. The Green Sisters raised walls of earth and bramble to keep the angry mob at bay. At the same time, the Red Witches summoned fire and water to attack the mob. The walls of earth turned to mud and the brambles burned to ash. Thus it continued, each Sisterhood casting magick which hampered the best attempts of the others. The mob continued to come, driven by fear and the Magehunters. The Red Witches carved their way through the city, burning down man, wall, and building as they sought to escape. The Sisters of the Green stood their ground and summoned their golems of earth and axe. The Knights fought off those who came too near.

The Knights and the Golems could hold the mob at bay, but they could not shield their ladies from arrows. One by one, the members of the coven fell where they were casting. Golem after golem crumbled to dust. The mob pushed the Knights back toward the remaing Sisters. The men, too, began to fall to the archers in the mob. At last, only two Knights and three Sisters remained, plus their golems, which were wielding the axes of the fallen. They fled the city, taking the path of fire which had been cut by the Red Witches. When the sheriffs of Erinsford arrived on the scene, they found only dead bodies and a mob which still wanted blood. The few remaining alchemists in Erinsford became very circumspect after that day.

FROM: http://endor.hsutx.edu/~cptlogic/adonthell/plotweb/grendal/classes/witches.html

Kouei (China):
A class of demons. They were repulsive creatures with black or green faces covered with long hair, and with long, sharp teeth.

In the Celtic tradition, it was believed that many ghosts were friendly, coming back in the form of animals, including crows and cats. " Ghosts in the form of people, such as those we see in movies, are a contemporary phenomenon, " Broedel says. " All except the grumpiest, scariest medieval ' ghosts' who were called ' revenants' and were the animated corpses of the returning dead." Witches were a 15th-century creation and at first took the form of their " familiars" -cats, bugs and toads. The notion of a witch as a woman who flies through the night, with the big hat, green face and evil agenda is relatively recent folklore.
 

Mummy of Harwa. A Dynasty 25 man, doorkeeper at the temple of Amun. Age at death approximately 60; amazing state of preservation. Coffin of Harwa with the unusual green face (symbolic of Osiride fertility) seen on some coffins in Dyansty 25 and 26. Archival photo of Harwa's mummy and an archival photo showing how he is now displayed, with an array of amulets before him; this is a closeup I shot of some of the amulets.

SPRINGHEEL JACK

FROM:  http://thescope.ca/2007/08/springheel-jack/

xxxvii:1 The Egyptians would have said "true lapis lazuli". The face of the Libyan goddess Neith was green. Isis was "the green one whose greenness is like the greenness of earth" (Brugsch).
 

Ravana with general green face but when he is a ruler, his face will return to the gold face. He has got 10 faces, 20 hands, 3 face rows and more 3 faces at an occiput. There are 4 small faces at the 2nd rank, in front of the 3rd rank is Brahma face and giant face is at the behind, every face composed broadly smile, wide open eyes and wears Yod Chai Crown.

The son in Thao Lasatien and Nang Ratchada or Ravana reincarnates to the 3rd King of Longka City with his wife as Montho, Kala-Akkee and concubines. Ravana has got 1,015 sons and 2 daughters. This Great Giant makes troubles to all over a city and he doesn’t do along the virtues of the king.

The significant situation is an abduction of Sida (Ravana’s wife) until it becomes a war in Longka City. A war gives effect to the death of relatives, friends and retinue. At the end Ravana died by Rama’s arrows while Hanuman stole his heart and escaped away.  

Ravana, or tosakanth in Thai, from the Indian epic Ramayana; its main protagonists are King Rama and his wife Sita and the antagonist, the dreaded evil personified, Ravana. Of course, the main theme, as in any classic drama, is the victory of good over evil. The saga began when besotted by Sita's beauty, Ravana, known for his weakness foLIBYAr beautiful women and virility, abducts and whisks her away to his kingdom.
There are two significant encounters that would shape the course of Ramayana: Ravana molests Vedavati, the beautiful hermit and forcibly takes her; and, Vedavati prophesied, before killing herself in a pyre, that she would return to mortal world as the cause of his death,. She is then reborn as Sita, wife of king Rama, who defeated and killed Ravana.
His second encounter happened with the divine Rambha, upon whom he forced himself. Her lover cursed Ravana, stating that his ten heads would fall off his head if he forced himself upon any woman again. Sita's chastity was protected while she was Ravana's captive for nearly a year, thanks to this curse.

Ravana, to his credit, had many good points. He was benevolent and effective king of Lanka and it is said the poorest of houses had vessels of gold to eat and drink off. Amongst his many virtues, the foremost was his knowledge of sacred books, medicines and magic. He was considered as a reformer, revolutionary and just ruler who opposed the caste system. A great devotee of Shiva (Phra Isuan), his penances had borne many fruits.

Ravana is depicted in art with up to ten heads, signifying that he had knowledge spanning all the ten directions.
In the Thai version of Ramayana, Ramakien, the essence is the same but there is a 'Thainess' added to the story such as clothes, weapons, and nature. Ramakien dates back to the 13th century and in the past 200 years, nine kings of Thailand have been named Rama, after the main protagonist King Rama. For 400 years the capital of Thailand was Ayutthaya (ayodhya), Rama's kingdom in the epic.

The Rama legend is remarkably depicted in the wonderful murals of the Emerald Buddha temple on the grounds of the Grand Palace built by King Rama I in Bangkok. In the gallery surrounding the temple there are beautifully restored sections of paintings which depicts the entire story of the Ramayana.

Ramakien has appealed to Thai people over centuries making it the national epic. Many other Asian cultures have adapted the Ramayana, resulting in other national epics. Kakawin Rāmâyana is an old Javanese rendering of the Sanskrit Ramayana from ninth century Indonesia. It is a faithful rendering of the Hindu epic with very little variation. Phra Lak Phra Lam is a Lao language version, whose title comes from Lakshmana, Rama's younger brother, and Rama. The story of Lakshmana and Rama is told as the previous life of the Buddha. In Hikayat Seri Rama of Malaysia, Dasharatha, Rama's father, is the great-grandson of the Prophet Adam. Ravana receives boons from Allah instead of Brahma.

In its different hues and colors, however, the universal themes and ideals of righteous behavior, loyalty to family and kingdom, the balancing of good and evil, self-sacrifice for the betterment of society, and morality remains the same.

And coming back to Ravana, love him or hate him, without him this epic would have been impossible.

Source: UFO Casebook / other sources
Original Source

One of the most bizarre accounts of UFO folklore involves an incident that allegedly occurred in Voronezh, Russia. This case was reported in the United States by the St. Louis Dispatch. The story was originally published on October 11, 1989, in America, but its origin was the Russian newspaper TASS.

The report recounts the adventures of several young children who claimed to have seen a three-eyed alien with a robot escort. The alien was said to be about nine foot tall. The craft, according to eye witness testimony, landed on the outskirts of the city. Shortly thereafter, the tall alien appeared, and upon seeing the young lad, shot a type of weapon at him, causing him to vanish before the eyes of the other people around him.

There are several important elements one must keep in mind regarding this extremely strange case of a close encounter. The original details of the case were brought forward by Genrikh Silanov, head of the Voronezh Geophysical Laboratory, who gave details to the TASS agency. Silanov stated that the media took an enormous amount of creative freedom with his report.

"Don't believe all you hear from Tass," he stated." We never gave them part of what they published."

I take this statement to mean that only a part of the news agency's report was based on the facts obtained from Silanov.

The agency had informed the entire world that Russian scientists had confirmed that an alien spaceship carrying giants with tiny heads had landed in Voronezh, a city of over 800,000 people located about 300 miles southeast of Moscow. They stated that as many as three of these giant creatures had emerged from the alien ship. The ship was described as a large, shining ball. These strange creatures were said to have walked in a nearby park, accompanied by a menacing robot. Ironically, TASS was the only media member to print the story in Russia. The newspaper Pravda declined to print, or comment on the strange tale.

In defense of the TASS account, Soviet reporter Skaya Kultura said that the agency was following the ''the golden rule of journalism." "The reader must know everything.''

The TASS account stated that the UFO landed in Voronezh on September 27, 1989, at 6:30 P.M. Young boys playing soccer witnessed the event, stating that a pinkish glow preceded the descent of the unusual flying craft. The pink glow became a deep red as it touched down. Most witnesses described the object as a flattened, disc shape. A crowd quickly gathered, and peered through a hatch that opened. They saw a ''three-eyed alien'' about 10 feet tall, clad in silvery overalls and bronze-colored boots and wearing a disk on his chest. "

The TASS account also stated: "A boy screamed with fear, but when the alien gazed at him, with eyes shining, he fell silent, unable to move. Onlookers screamed, and the UFO and the creatures disappeared."

According to the report, about five minutes later, they reappeared. The alien had an object similar to a pistol - a tube about 20 inches long, which it pointed at an unidentified 16-year-old boy, making him disappear. The alien went inside the sphere, which then took off. At the same time, the boy reappeared.

"Children and eyewitnesses of the abnormal phenomenon have been questioned by police workers and journalists," wrote E. Efremov, the Voronezh correspondent for Soviet Skaya Kultura."

"There are no discrepancies in the description of the sphere itself or the actions of the aliens. Moreover, all the children who became witnesses to this event are still afraid, even now."

Several drawings were made by some of the children who supposedly witnessed the events of Voronezh. A couple of these are included here. One of the drawings showed the Cyrillic alphabet character "zhe" on the side of the UFO.

TASS listed three witnesses' names, all of whom were youngsters. They also stated that a group of international researchers would be investigating the claims of the witnesses.

Voronezh residents interviewed later claimed they had observed this UFO not just during the above incident but also many times on September 21, 23, 29 and October 2, between 6 and 9 PM. Some of these incidents involved a different entity: small, with grayish-green face and blue overcoat resembling a loose raincoat.

This phenomenal account is still in need of more eye witness testimony and research. The Voronezh landing remains an unsolved mystery.

Sources:

Flying Saucer Review 34, 4;

MUFON UFO Journal 259 and 260,

UFO Chronicles of the Soviet Union.

  FROM: http://www.ufoevidence.org/cases/case120.htm

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