Daniel tucked himself beneath the wing of Shemyaza’s arm, and together they led the company out of the enclosure. The crowds parted before them. Some saw Christ pass among them, others saw the god Osiris risen from the Realm of the Dead, while still more welcomed the return of their prophet.
The pyramids stood sentinel against the sky. In the distance, the bells of the Coptic churches pealed in the New Year. And from the lofty tower of a mosque, the sound of a muezzin’s cry echoed to the east. The last scapegoat had fallen from the mountain.
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