Part I
Chapter One: The Birth
It 'been a small amount of agricultural land outside of Cairo, Egypt, 1998, that this is happening, a voice was that of a demon, and a figure of a devil from the skin of a goat, peered at his birth, the old shuddered at his appearance was his nephew, who has worked the land with him, or break as impressive as the birth took place, asked the old man, kill the freak fast, if not immediately shouted: "Kill, kill, kill the monster .. ".A few cars drove by, hundreds of meters, could head into the tiny creature, her voice singing a song for the old man's death, a song, as he was in a shed open to hear next to a big bull of open shed, was soon, the sun appeared only to illuminate the cabin next to the locked shed where the two individuals lived. The old man stretched out his hands to heaven and cried: "God ...!" and he fell to his knees, his niece is still in amazement at this extraordinary birth, in thisfascinating, but not much more than a plot of agricultural land.
For the rest of the brief five minutes, he lived by this small company, as he stopped at the birth of a devil-goat, the old man called it in their heads, in the absence of a better name.
Fatima was an orphan welcomed by his uncle some years ago, his mother had died earlier because of his failing health, died in Cairo on top of a bridge across the Nile, in a cardboard box used toProtection, since Fatima was up to his uncle, Solomon has found and took the child to leave the piece of land that now plowed and planted and harvested. The land extends lonely rock in the road produces vegetables, and for the most part, charged to the owners little reason to feel it better to maintain the reduction of the purchase price and that someone is looking for someone in the country, and hit two birds with a stone. It 'was really just a large piece of cultivated land, not a farm within the meaning ofa large piece of land.
The road wound its way past small farms on the outskirts of the crowd, crossed the street, it was all there plateau, and the great pyramids were not far off, a good show for the tourists drive through, you should not look across the dirt in the yard and disenchanted, and before the game was a milestone along old fence was the fence before the road, and great was the grass on her side. The old man's face twitched with his eyes dull and cloudy dark like himstared at the sudden creation of this new birth of a child, a deep voice like the sound of metal pounding of an old and rustic drum came out of the frame. It jumped up on his hind legs and hooves, Solomon had to say at the time: "Behold, I told you to kill ...!" (How to kill him, d not mentioned.)
She has now left, took a few steps closer to the essence, "You will have the opportunity to live," he said as he looked down the creature muttered the old man put his hand fistedhours.
The voice throbbing hard, soft as it was in some way including Fatima, spoke in a foreign language, foreign language to another, never produced on Earth, but you could understand. He had in mind many questions: how, where he is, how we arrived here, what was it? She did not ask these questions out loud, he thought.
(I can answer all these questions but for you, but you would never find out for themselves, not entirely, anyway. It 'was atragic thing, the place was casual, as in the sense seemed to be a day of a man's life is as it always was, and then made an abrupt change, but after a moment, everything seems a little 'back to normal, so the breath of life in a kid's life from a different species that look horrible, shocking, to create a demon goat, not random, but it seems so, at the time, however, in a short period of Fatima. It 'came from a place called "The house prison for Angels"These angels are fallen angels. You've never heard of, say, well, if not, inappropriate, and because it was a place called Orion that was created by God, long before the earth was created. There are more than ever then, because when the angels rebelled was necessary, where would he go to the damned God has spread from a village of the damned in the dark parts of the universe hidden. No one here is silent, ghostly cries of the voices behind the invisible wall, like the lionswere in cages. All floating in the air and shivering in the dark, death was in their silence by the rest of the universe, this is his home, covered with strips of red fire, beyond their reach. And then Azaz'el was released to return to bring hell on earth, why do not know. And somehow he has escaped and is now reborn in this goat, secretly, you might say, because you realize that God himself, as a birth occurred, surprisingly on thePlanet, the two angelic beings were made Azaz'el, but of course the lower chambers of the earth.)
The terror had invaded Solomon, yes this is what he has seen the goat-devil in his eyes as he stretched his new body of several meters, now a wild animal shell, with three horns, naked, with her hair wet from the base to the crown. Solomon showed more poignant now than you can imagine the terror. But fear not, young people, laughed really sad. (The essence of something lost in theirBirth, had, as in "Prison House for Angels," has lost his mature mind, whether it is deformed, overflows, reduced to a lower capacity, he knew, but I do not know you could say it is the voice of the girl , fragmented, and looked blankly at her, she exclaimed: "Mom!" The creature was a son beast, a devil-goat, so it seemed. It may have escaped a fate, only to find a new sad.)
There was a faint smile skeptical of the girl, feels the buzzfloor: "You're right, uncle, I had to kill the animal, but I can not." He said.
My uncle tried to talk to wipe out mad, obsessed with its new focus on the creature, the creature now that every eight meters in height, broad shoulders, his uncle awful tight, upright, open to the shad, the bull restless, brooding hay.
Chapter Two: The Light
It was early morning and the light down, stretching across the country, was the struggle of the past birth, the goatMother had died at birth of the creature. And Fatima was now his new mom, or so the thinking creature. Fog had disappeared from the road, and shaking the old dune, all sitting back against the wooden wall of the shed, apparently, like ghosts. The strange creature appears to fit the spirit of Fatima speaking, although his uncle seemed to be nothing more than grunts and groans. The death of the goat spectral mother, in the quiet of early morning was no longer aBlur now. The old man had buried the goat, in fear that if you eat it, or cut open, it could trigger a new development, which would not. So he took the goat behind the shed and buried it. Maybe it sounds stupid, I know, but I can only say how foolish it was or not. Now flashing lights appeared from the road. "Damn," said the old man as he walked around the barn, seeing the fog lift, auto lights, "Damn, you can not live with this thing, is mortal, and isMurder us in the middle of the night. "Then, when the creature was visible, and Fatima, his face went blank, as if they show no signs of discomfort, said nothing to distinguish, just like old mumbles often. He approached the two, pushing the huge black bull in the dark page, it moves fast, then the old man said to Fatima, "you thought you heard a scream in the dead mans first birth of this creature, I think that would change his mind, dying in the process,went like a leap, from what it was to a child, look at it, it seems to be bloodthirsty and at the same time, excited over you looking at it, as a child to a mother. It's a real thing for sure, but who owns it, is a different story."
(What was going through his mind perhaps was: could he be so lucky as to try to control this freak of nature, and make money off it in the near future-like 'King Kong'? I mean, was this a chance in a life time, or was this strange creature indeed too dangerous to play such a game with, for the old man said to Fatima: "Strangeness nowadays, people pay to see that!" It was more of a question-statement, but Fatima did not answer, and the creature simply looked at Solomon when he spoke, then looked at Fatima, somehow feeling if she looked decrepit because of his voice or words, he was dead, or soon could be. But she held her facial features, likened to flat. At this point the old man looked confused, an echo went back and forth in his brain; again he stood clutching his fists, almost fearful, but now with more force, and with anger...he shrugged his shoulders, started to walk out of the shed, and with a leap the creature grabbed him by throat, lifted him up above the ground, his feet dangling, Fatima just looked, and looked and looked, and his mouth opened, and its teeth showed and it was hungry, and Fatima looked, and looked and looked again, and the creature's teeth were sharp like the fangs of a huge dogs, and it seemed like he wanted to swallow a good portion of the old man's right limp, it was dangling in front of his eyes, and he was hungry, and his limbs were just dangling helplessly, a rip, a quick rip is all it would take, then the creature smiled as it looked at Fatima, as if awaiting for permission to eat, and he'd be fed, and she smiled...!)
Part Three: The Harm
"Let me go," yelled the old man. But as the Azaz'el looked at Fatima, her face suggested with some bitterness, not to, she had and held a cold look, reprovingly saying 'no' and quicker than the sheering of sheep's wool, the creature had in its mouth a limb, the right arm of the old man, and you could hear the crunching of the bones, and in his throat, which was now lumped with the limp, the creature tried to swallow...it came to look again upon its mother, Fatima, its hair long now on its naked body. He dropped the old man to the ground, her eyes widened, "Why," cried the old man, "I took you in as a child, why did you not stop the creature, he is some sort of devil beast and animal?" The beast crawled now on its knees, rampaging around the shed like a devil-dog. The old man stayed put, not wanting to get near him Then Fatima assured him, that the creature would not harm him again, that it was a lesson for him, a terrible one yes, but nonetheless a lesson for him not to decide to do her child harm, and the saber tooth creature now clasped her hands, and kissed them.
"Oh Uncle Solomon why? Why do you think such things of Azaz, he is just born and you want to harm him, he came alone into this empty hearted world; this is a warning for you." She was irritated with him; she glanced at him with a look of pleading almost, yet visibly wilted.
"You mean to tell me," said the old man, bleeding from his shoulder, "a girl like you is the mother of this creature like man, or devil, it fails me?"
"Certainly I am," she said quickly.
"Well, I'll be-" said the old man as he began to fall into a bewilderment, drift off to sleep, the pain was too much, and there was no relief, and when he woke up, several hours later, his wound had been attended to, one arm less of courses.
Part II
Chapter Four: The Condemned
He had awoke two days later, in the gray cold light of the morning, he felt condemned, his executioner was not far away from him in the shed, Fatima was not in the room ... he could hear her voice outside talking to the bull...
DR (10-24-2007)
