Thursday, October 30, 2008

Titian Saint Christopher painting

Titian Saint Christopher paintingFrancisco de Goya The Parasol paintingEmile Munier A Special Moment painting
the grip of a self-destructive un the three disciples had started drinking, and owing to their unfamiliarity with alcohol they were soon not just intoxicated but stupid-drunk. They stood in a small piazza and started abusing the passers--by, and after a while the water--carrier Khalid brandished his water-- skin, boasting. He could destroy the city, he carried the ultimate weapon. Water: it would cleanse Jahilia the filthy, wash it away, so that a new start could be made from the purified white sand. That was when the lion--men started chasing them, and after a long pursuit they were cornered, the booziness draining out of them on account of their fear, they were staring into the red masks of death when Hamza arrived just in time.
. . . Gibreel floats above the city watching the fight. It's quickly over Hamza gets to the scene. Two masked assailants run away, two lie dead. Bilal, Khalid and Salman have been cut, but not too badly. Graver than their wounds is the news behind the lion--masks of the dead. "Hind's brothers," Hamza recognizes. "Things are finishing for us now."
Slayers of manticores, water-terrorists, the followers of Mahound sit and weep in the shadow of the city wall.
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