Jesus Returns

          Jesus galloped ahead to scout out the high ground.
    His tribe rode up. They plunged over the edge onto a steep
    downslope thick with native brush. The ground was stoney
    with heather. Tucked up on a high hill was Bethlahem.
    It was a house of black timber, with a running stream to the
    right. The high rolling hills were covered with tall grass
    and grazing rams. "At last." Jesus said and dismounted.
    His tribe followed.
          Mary, the wife of Jesus, went behind her husband to
    inspect the house. "It is all right. It will take a few hours to
    set up." Mary said as she looked out the flew. Gabriel was
    excited, "Fresh water!" There son was slender and had not
    yet grown his first beard. The long shape of the house was
    rectangular. Up to fifty could live there. Gabriel laughed and
    aimed his bow at a ram. "Gabriel!" his mother Mary shouted,
    "We must not waiste our food." Garbriel frouned and lowered
    his bow.
          Jesus walked briskly into the hall and chased squirls
    out. "I'm not sure this is functional." Jesus said to Mary,
    "Don't expect mirracles." Jesus reached up and pulled the
    the chain on the gravity toilet. It flushed. Mary made a toothy
    smile. The families found the bedding and made meals.
    Jesus raised his cantine of wine, "To Zion!" Everyone cheered.
    The screene slid tightly about the harth in the main dining hall.
    They feasted on ram and bread. "Yes. Dathen, you are quite
    right to station guards. Make a regular rotation and sweep the
    woods." Jesus said while sinking his teeth into his meet.
    Dathen was his second in command and had already secured
    the perimiter.
          Jesus went to bed with Mary. Grabriel played with toy
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