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The Exodus

Short story inspired by the Exodus story found between Exodus 12:29 - Exodus 15:21.  Begins right after "The Passover" short story. The Exodus             Nahktipu   Egypt had never suffered a blow like this. Not in war, not in famine... not in all its history.   The firstborn of every household, gone in a single night. Yet here they were, bickering about the economy while the land reeked of death.   Nahktipu sat rigid at the long granite table, his fists clenched in his lap as the voices of Egypt’s most powerful men droned around him. He barely heard them, his mind was still caught in the moment he had found Userkaf’s lifeless body. His son… his heir, cold and unmoving. Yahweh had taken him, just as Moses had foretold. A fresh wave of rage surged through him, drowning out the murmurs of the council. They should be sharpening their swords, not counting their silver.   He slammed his palm against the stone table. “T...
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Hanging With Wolves

 A modern retelling of David and Goliath, taking place in a modern day drill rap beef. Hanging With Wolves   The air in the martial arts studio smelled like disinfectant, sweat, and that rubbery mat scent that never quite went away. Ten kids, all between the ages of four and six, shuffled around barefoot in oversized white gis. Their belts sagged and twisted, one dangling like a scarf, another knotted like shoelaces. David crouched next to the smallest boy, gently adjusting his front foot. “Not like that, Javi,” he said, tapping the inside of the kid's ankle. “Turn it. Boom, there you go. You ready now.” Javi nodded, trying not to grin. Across the mat, two girls playfully argued about who kicked higher during the last drill. Another kid spun in a slow circle, arms out, just to hear the swish of her pants. David clapped twice. “Line up! Let's reset the kata from the top.” They scrambled into something resembling a line. Crooked and chaotic, but a line. He moved down the r...
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