King Darka And The Oracles Of PhoeniciaA Story by Sami KhalilFiction, fantasy, suspense. {King
Darka and the oracles of Phoenicia} By
Sami Khalil ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ He summoned his wise council. His fear was that the kingdom he built, with blood and toil, will become moth to raging flames (of war). Mayhem and distress will be prevalent all over, with stirring sentiments of the populace, shaking some realities to the core. The mighty and feared army of (Afire) was surrounding the homeland from all sides. They were like an island now within the blockade, sitting ducks for the sport. Kingdom of Afire had found easy ways for instant wealth at hand, conquering their enemy, grabbing all the precious stones that built their houses (Like the Taj Mahal of famed India), stealing most possessions, then to run away with, enjoying the fruits thereof. After descanting lengthily about the impending doom, wearing a fine robe of the highest linen, an Eagle and Hawk talons on his neck as a charm on a necklace, a ring with blinding rays of color (for official signature), king Darka asked them (the wise council) for any advice or an idea to follow. A lot were at stake here. Much was riding on the outcome. Having known his wife (Queen Horea) was barren, no means of defending arms, he had to come up swiftly with a solution. His chief advisor Nabata, after intoning a deep prayer, suggested a route he knew to Phoenicia by sea, a three-day trip, to meet King Hiram, asking for help and council. They had heard of the famed oracles of Baal that exceeded all wisdom and philosophy of the ancients. King Darka loved the idea, proceeded with fine gifts to King Hiram along with his wife. Upon arrival, he was given an opulent reception, then whisked away to " Cedar Mountain” to meet Mia, the sorceress, offering him council and signs, only after mystic moon sightings. After assembling some spirits, lifting up the evil eye papyrus, she declared: “I will give you a sword of light. I know your enemy possesses mighty swords of iron. This sword of light has many magical powers. You can only use it for just causes. It can stop evil doers. It can cause some maelstroms that will drown your enemy. In other words, you can control the elements. Every time you slay a demon, you gain an ally of angels. It is the hope that keeps on hoping. The noble might that knows no flight. This enemy is a test from your God. You can’t keep the stars unattended for The God will be offended. Unless you turn to Him, all your finery will turn to misery. All your revelry will be a mockery. I will send you back on a cumulus cloud, floating along and surveying your people, then you must need to come down (from your throne) with the rain nourishing the roots of your homeland. Be neither a clown nor a frown man. Only then you can use the sword.” Instantly it was done as advised and was standing at the seashore facing his enemy. He pointed the sword towards them, tempest ranging in the distance, waterongregating higher and higher, across peaks and jagged rocks, rousing the maelstrom over to drown the enemy completely. The sea became a graveyard to those involved in evil comradeship. He praised God for the victory for it stonewashed all their fears, repenting from all the vainglory, singing songs of joy with his people across undulant fields.
Miracles kept multiplying. © 2018 Sami KhalilReviews
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