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Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, But inwardly they are ferocious wolves. . Matthew 7:15 . November 3,390 BC (about an hour ago) Earth: Mesopotamian Plain JAMIN The Sata’anic lizard-soldiers piled wood upon the bonfire and built it to a height he’d only ever seen during the winter Narduğan celebration. The thin, green needles of tamarix shrubs sizzled, fat with moisture from the recent rains which had finally begun to fall after months of desiccation in the hot Mesopotamian heat. Unable to withstand the conflagration, they burst into flames, shooting sparks into the sky along with a tsunami of impenetrable, grey smoke. To the west, the horizon loomed blood-red like the ground after a gazelle hunt. The last rays of the dying sun faded be
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