Into egypt

Rumors about the birth of a prophesied Messiah reach King Herod.  In a paranoid rage, he orders all male babies under the age of two killed.  Elias sends Amariah, the infant, and his parents into hiding in Egypt.

The infant, rumored to be the One To Come, and his family are in grave danger in Judea.  Herod hunts the child and his parents like a lion on the scent of blood.

Amon Khepri addressed the Chief Priest of Osiris at Karnak.  “Elias requested my help getting the family to the Essene community at Lake Morais.  I have a request which may be beyond your power to grant.”  The wealthy trader, Amon Khepri, lowered his gaze, took a deep breath, and plunged ahead.  “Elias’ protégé travels with the family.  He is hopeful you will be able to gain admission for her to study in the secret schools.”

Did I hear you correctly?”  Aumun ran his tongue over his teeth and lips.  His mouth had gone dry over what he suspected lay ahead.  “What cargo is so precious Elias would chance such a thing?  Elias’ protégé is a woman?  Surely you jest.”

 

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“If your rule is so benevolent why have hundreds died in your prisons?  Why have Judeans been tortured and killed for little more than saying what they feel to be true?  Why are our people hungry and why are so many poor and homeless?  For whom do you speak when you say your rule has brought order and prosperity to Judea?”

A choked sound emitted from Herod’s lips as his face contorted.  “Who tells these lies?  I rule this land and I rule it well!  You can ask any Roman official what I have done.”

Amariah laughed and swept her hand toward the door, her movement mocking.  “Any Roman official?  Of course they praise your administration of Judea.  You whip our people without mercy to extract usurious taxes to fund your ceaseless building.  You buy your honor in Rome with the blood of countless thousands who die trying to pay the burden of insane taxes!  You lie to everyone, but most pitiful of all, Herod, you lie to yourself.  The people of Judea hate you and the Romans you represent. Why is it sedition to resent armies who should not be on our land?  God alone has the power to give this land and he promised it to the Tribes of Israel.  Rome has no business here.  Why else would you lock yourself away in dense fortifications behind legions of men?  You fear for your life every day.  You are despised!  You are hated!” 

The look in Amariah’s eyes was cold, harsh, demanding.  “Don’t you believe in the prophets?  Am I mistaken?  I thought the man who rebuilt the Temple of Solomon understood the prophesies of Samuel, Moses, and Elijah.”

 

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