Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Tales From the Old New Land - Century 2 - Generation 7 - A Very Little More

 And the war did rage for seven years, the very machines created by the builders of Babylon in hopes to conquer death did become the world's executioners: boulders of dashing pulverization hurled into masses of men; basins of tar lifted atop the walls of cities, burned to boiling and cast upon millions of innocent as rain. Rulers wished to preserve their men as chattel, yet their chattel lay upon hills as carrion; their blood transfigureth grains of sand into forest, their flesh turneth all that lives into plague. And a fifth of the earth's men did die, and a fifth of the earth's men did become crippled, and a fifth of the earth's men did dwell in the house of lunacy.

And behold, the unfathered children of the Festival at Babel had turned twelve. And by such time as their fifth years when war beginneth throughout the world, they all were cast out from their mothers as reminders of  former sin. Great was their disgrace, and the streets of the world were tumultuous with cries through their mothers' windows: "Mothers, why hast thou forsaken us?" And the mothers did weep in concord with their children but offered them not food neither shelter nor warmth. And the children of Babel did sleep and eat within the streets of every city of the world - robbing for food, maurauding for shelter, and trespassing upon  sheep to sheer for blankets. And the Children of Babel were much despised. 

And as every city sent citizens into battle to die man by man, the unfathered boys and girls did become as men for every city. By six did they learn to ply trades no man in the city could practice. By eight they did tenant the markets of their cities. By ten did they take among themselves to man and wife. And by twelve they were manifold among ministers for the kings of the earth. 

And verily, as men fought the world elsewhere, there was none to shield mothers from their unwanted children. Few were the new children of men, and the younger children who did live were great with hunger. And the mothers did come to their unwanted children and ask for sustenance they had not means to give, and the Children of Babel did grant their mothers and brothers food and nourishment. 

And by the sixth year of war, the mothers of the earth were exceeding with woe, for their youngest sons were soon to be trained as soldiers, and the mothers did fall in supplication upon the Children of Babel: "Go unto the kings of the earth and prevail upon them to end the war. For we have no children but our striplings, and err the war continueth shall we have no son but the son of Babel?" and the Children of Babel did exclaim unto their mothers, "Were we not children enough for thee? When the harvest was great thou cast us aside like chaffe, yet now we are the source of thy wheat, and thou askest of us to vouchsafe the reverence of mothers when thou hast never loved us as children." To which the mothers responded, "We did always love you as the issue of our hearts, but great is the shame of our actions in Babel. Thou art not the children of thy fathers, for we did lie with enemies. And we did wish to raise you as children. But thou wast born with marks of shame.' And the Children of Babel did respond: "We are not shameful. We are descendants of the world entire. Through no aid of forebears, we have turned shame into fortune. And behold, thou wishest to profit from thy shame." 

And the mothers were prostrate with weeping. 

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And the kings of the earth did reply "What life didst thou so value? With 


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