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Agony


by Khaled Alnobani (Jordan)

Once upon a time there was a little girl called “Agony”. She was totally dispersed in misery, lived nowhere, and she was abandoned. There was nobody to look after her.

I found her in the forest standing on her feet. It was a strange thing, for I was alone in nowhere. At the outset, I considered it non-human, for it was an animal who didn’t deserve shelter or any place to go. It seemed to deserve nothing.

But there was something I was sure of. She was strong, a believer and honest. I don’t know how I discovered that, but it was obvious. This was enough to make me look after her. She was not a troublemaker. When this little girl settled in my house she began planting mint and its leaves spread a strong smell all over the place. She was saying “I am here; I smell mint”. Sometimes I call her “she “ and other times I call her “it” because I am not sure of her humanity.

She once told me that she had a fairy helping her since she was born. When she was a little girl, the fairy changed her diapers, and it defended her from wild animals. I began to believe that this little girl had a story hidden in her nonhuman nature. I began searching for the fairy to ask her about this little girl.

I began my search in a cave in the mountain full of treasures with fairies guarding all the treasures, hoping that one of them would be the one who guarded the little girl I called “Agony.” But none of them knew Agony,“ Oh, my little girl, how can I help you, I must search for whoever put you in my way. Is that being sure that I will protect you and not use or even sell you?

On that mountain I eventually found the solution for this whole secret. I felt that I was spreading human features on whole of humanity. Those who abandoned the little girl are not human, for she could be killed in this wild nature full of predators. I am not sure how she survived all of this and reached me. Now I feel afraid of this huge secret.

“Why are these treasures still here and not stolen? Why are they not well guarded?“ I asked one of the fairies guarding the treasures.

“Then you don’t see at all,“ replied the nasty fairy with a very powerful sign of confidence in deep self.

“How come this is? I can see it, and any person who enters here can see that,” I told the fairy .

“Do you see this sign?” the fairy asked.

“Yes, I can see it. What about it?” I replied.

“This shows that a human sacrifice is needed to unlock the vicinity of the treasures and take anything from it,” the fairy said.

It added: “Fifty thousand years ago a child was killed to hide and protect these treasures. The child was killed by the hands of its own mother in an extremely painful way. A black magic ritual. “

“But the devil himself cannot ask for that,“ I said.

“Because of that, you have been chosen to protect this little girl, for you are the typical protector who can help her.”

“But what is the relation between the little girl and these treasures?“ I asked vigorously.

“Her soul will unlock all of these treasures,“ the fairy replied with a very deep, low voice.

“But who can do that?” I asked.

“The authorities, the king of this country,” the fairy said.

“But how can anybody hurt this little girl? “I asked.

“For this gold they will kill their own children. They will have an unlimited source of power,“ the fairy said.

“But how can I change all of this?”

“God help you,” the fairy said very sadly.

“I know what I should do; I will sell her to the king.”

“I must tell you, if you don’t protect her, a terrible thing will happen to all of us.“

“Money brings money, I want these treasures,”

“But, if the king knows that you are a devil, he will not give you any gold and he will kill you. You know well that he can.“

“How can he know that about me?”

“His magicians will tell him.“

“Protect this little girl or a curse will destroy all of us. Not just me or you but all things,” the fairy said.

“I will send her to the king.“

“He will not have mercy. Her own father could kill her with a loose knife, to make her suffer most.”

Everything seemed to be set up. If this little girl would be killed like that, without any mercy, then no one on earth shall live and everything shall turn to dust, to hell.

Now Agony came to meet us in the mountain of treasures. The king came to stand beside her.

“The moment a knife is put in her neck, a huge blaze will go out of her, burning everything around her,” one of the fairies told the others.

Facing her, Agony turned into a white horse with a horn on her face. She said: ”If I can’t live in peace, then none can. “

“But we have done nothing. This is a setup“ said the king, who was waiting for the treasures to be unlocked.

A newcomer came to face them. She added: “We are a modern civilization who use souls as fuel to our systems,“ she said.

“You broke the moral barrier; You don’t deserve to live in peace,” said the newcomer, who represented foreign, modern, advanced civilization.”

“Please don’t kill me,“ the king begged.

“You will beg for your death. Your soul is the beginning of our experiments,” added the newcomer. “It’s extremely painful.”

“But how, for we have not been promised that,“ said one of the attending ambassadors.

“Well, you have, and this is your doomsday. We have studied you well. We can’t bring dead people back to life. Your experience with us will be outstanding. You deserve to suffer.“

The king said: “We will not settle down; we will fight.“

“Shut your mouth, you are a king talking to a few dirty Bedouins,” replied the newcomer, with her extremely advanced civilization.

“We will build our engines from your souls.”

“Our kids, our children.“

“You will not have any more. for our morale avoids that pain.“

“But, how?”

“It is easy. We’ll harvest your souls before you sleep and put them back when we decide to come back to life. Your nightmares will sail us to the farthest galaxies in no time. We know how.”

She explained: “You will not dare to talk about this, even among yourselves. You will forget my talk and enjoy your nightmares. This is enough for now. Enough is enough. This is a setup which was prepared fifty thousand years ago.

“It is not that we are patient. It must happen this way to succeed."





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