The Godsend Backfire: The Beginning Harold Straugh (bearly read books TXT) 📖

the peace.  Sometimes his men come here, they aren’t supposed to unannounced.  There have been few times it led to violence, and he’s usually good about punishing them.”

“What do they want?”

“We have more women than they do and our fish our better even though it’s the same lake.  The fish here don’t swim up there for some reason.” He explained.

Now as I’ve said, back then, Sodom was green with a rich soil for gardening.  Al Hubarb informed me he sold fruits and vegetables at the bazaar and that was something else that didn’t grow well in Gomorrah.

We walked into some woods and there was path, the lake was to the left of us. We walked and talk he explained to me much information about the relationship between Sodom and Gomorrah.  It was summed up as, Sodom will trade food to for fabric and not have their women kidnapped, raped or both.  Not the best deal in my eyes, I already didn’t like Gomorrah.

As we walked the trees thinned out and the dirt got more and more sandy until it was a fine, dirt sand mix with patchy grass here and there.  I noticed more and more people, in fact there were many people among the trail. I noticed a large building off in the distance.

“That’s the Hall,” Al Hubarb said pointing to large building.

We finally came to Gomorrah and the building was so much larger than I thought. We walked past a lot of people who stared at me, I assume because of my red, glasses.  We walked right up to the Hall, which was constructed of rough-cut, Ulmus, the supports were whole Ulmus trees that had been stripped downed of limbs. The Hall had a piney smell to it though and Al Hubarb informed me they used pine tar and mud in between the planks to help seal it from the rain.

We tied our donkeys to a post outside. He opened a great, wooden door and there a lot of people in there some other villagers from Sodom and I guessed the rest were from Gomorrah.  There was long, wooden table in the center of the Hall, where a man was sitting his garments were heavily decorated with gold and silver chains and little trinkets here and there the made noise when he moved. He was a rather large man at that, by today’s standards he’d easily push the scale at three-hundred lbs.

“Ahhh!” the guy threw his arms up, “Welcome! come in.”

“That’s Abakanazar,” Al Hubarb whispered through his cloth and started to unwrap his face, I reached up to unwrap my face, “No! Not here of all places,” he said. “Just stay quiet, let me do the talking then we will reveal you, okay?”

“Okay,” I said.

“Thank you Abakanazar!” Al Hubarb said as he took the rest of his garment off his face. It was almost like a hijab, but not of Muslim people.

The place was noisy, then Abakanazar spoke up, “Is your friend going to take off his face garments? Or is he going to be rude?”

“First let me explain about him. Has your village been attacked by a wolf and a bloodsucker? Because ours has.”

Some of the crowd quieted and listened, some them shouted, “Yes!” and Abakanazar nodded his head, “This man here, helped fight off against them. How? I don’t know, he was a Godsend though.  I warn you he does not look like us, but is not like them. Abakanazar, do I have your word, he will not be harmed?”

“If you helped you fight them off, will he help us?” he asked.

“I will,” I said.

People gasped when I talked, “Your voice, sounds so different, so majestic,” Abakanazar said, “You have my word, reveal yourself.”

I took the red, glass disks out first and handed them to Al Hubarb.  Some of the people who were closest to me gasped and whispered, I heard the word, “Demon” come to my ears, “I assure you I am no demon.” I proceeded to wrap my face, only to get more gasps from people, I pulled my hair out of underneath the back of my shirt. The crowd started to get rowdy again.

“QUIET DOWN!” Abakanazar said, “If he was going to kill us, something tells me he would have already.  What are the other two and what are you?”

“I don’t know for sure, I’ve been told children of angels….”

“There are no such things as angels, just demons!” a woman spoke up from the back, then the crowd parted as she made her way forward.  Then, appeared in front of me an elderly woman, hunched over, walking with a cane. She bad black hair and many grey streaks, she looked to be around a hundred years old.

“Shut up witch!” Abakanazar said, yes witches existed back then

“You’ll see, he will be our downfall,” she said and looked at me.

“Just like the sea will become dead and fire will rain from the sky? I’ve heard this my whole life,” Abakanazar said.

“You’ll see, that’s all I’m saying,” she said and wobbled back into the crowd.

“Sit enjoy some food, friend. Al Hubarb, I take it you brought fish and meat?”

“I did,” he said then looked at me, “You might want to force yourself to eat, he gets really offended if you refuse to eat.”

We went outside, I was going to help Al Hubarb with the meat and fish and noticed my donkey was gone, “Where’s Wretch?” I asked.

“Oh, he’s known for getting off posts and running around, but trust me, he will come back, always does.”

I helped him load in the fish and meat and took a seat next to him and Abakanazar.  Other people sat at various tables throughout the Hall, some enjoyed the company, but you could pick up on the hate some had for others.  I watched as the meat and fish were