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297. The blood didn’t curdle, it boiled

The blood didn’t curdle, it boiled, as it spilt from the phial and violently reacted with the Jerusalem air. Up until then Ari Zimmerman had been sceptical that the artefact he and his elite team of treasure hunters had retrieved from a ruined church in Tegucigalpa did indeed contain the blood of Cain, but now any hesitance about its origin had evaporated.

 

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266. The Polarians worshipped three gods

The Polarians worshipped three gods.

Naqttom, lady of light was usually portrayed as a three-headed deity, as Polaris Ceti orbited three suns. Haxxul,  lord of the seas, had the appearance of an animal not unlike the narwhals that once roamed Earth’s oceans. Effigies of both were present in nearly every temple on the planet, surrounded by money and milk, the appeasement offers of choice for most Polarians.

Always absent in the temple was Dormag, their god of darkness.

 

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101. Higher

Higher, Isaac shrieked.

So Abe threw his son higher. A dozen feet into the air. The boy stretched his neck to look beyond the farmhouse rooftop but he couldn’t quite see the dusty road that lay beyond. It was paramount that he could.

On their next attempt Isaac barely reached ten feet. They had been trying for too long. Abe was getting tired.

Maybe he should finally tell his son what this ‘game’ was all about. But he couldn’t break the boy’s heart. He just wiped the sweat from his tiny forehead.

Does it hurt, Isaac asked, pointing at the gangrene.

I’m fine, Abe lied.

They tried one final time. This time Isaac could just peek over the rooftop.

There’s a man with a white beard, he said. Who is that?

Someone I made a promise to, Abe replied. He comes to collect. And I’m afraid I cannot stop Him.

 

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89. Godspeed

Godspeed.”

To the sound of that word the mayor broke the bottle on the ship’s hull.

The captain let his imagination run loose.

“Suppose in the future we could travel at Godspeed? Suppose we’d be able to locate the Good Lord himself and use his power to travel not just to the New World but to the stars?”

“Enslave the Lord to harness his omnipotence?”

“If you will, lord mayor. Imagine how we’d further our knowledge of the world we inhabit. Imagine the giant leaps we would take. We could eradicate disease. Grow food for the poor. Make walk the crippled.”

“Rely on faith to advance science. Yours is a grand dream, captain.”

It was also heresy.

So they burnt the captain at the stake.

 

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40. The atheist extremists league

The atheist extremists league were officially called the Guardians Of Deity-free Society though for obvious acronymical reasons they never wholly adopted that moniker in public. The group first caught the public’s attention with their ‘Die, fidel, die’ campaign in the early sixties, a needlessly confusing name that according to recently declassified documents played no small part in Fidel Castro granting permission to station Soviet rockets on Cuba.

 

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19. So this priest tried to add me on Linked-In

So this priest tried to add me on Linked-In. He was 60-odd years, balding with grey temples and sporting a benign laugh not unlike the one the new pope shows off. He worked in a rural community, a long way from the suburb where I reside. So it was puzzling why he thought I might be interested in him as a ‘professional connection’.

Perhaps he stumbled upon one of my profile pictures on Google and – spurred on by the colour of my skin – was convinced I could be another joyful African in his growing army of black catholic souls.

Perhaps he had acquired a sexual appetite for Nubian boys during his time in the Congo?

Perhaps he was just in the habit of adding just about everyone to his Linked-In profile because he was gunning for a Guinness World Record: most connections on a social network site by a priest?

Perhaps if I hadn’t been so curious as to answer his request, I would now not be tied in a damp cellar, on all fours, naked and soaked in gasoline, surrounded by fat men in big pointy white hoods with huge flaming torches, led by the most unlikely KKK-member you could think of.

 

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