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THE MYTH OF THE ALLAHAB ALSAAKHIN

At the end of a thousand thousand winters will come the final renovation of creation when we are repaired to our last revolution.

We will know that the Allahab Alsaakhin draws near with the onrush of the ages when we witness its sparks.

The Fire that Bleaches will burn the brighter a-kindled; the year, the month, the day will become harsher; the earth more barren, and crops will cease to yield their seeds. Men will become more cruel and callous, more deceitful and given to profane practices, and gratitude will ebb quicker to harshness. Honorable wealth will proceed those of perverted faith and corrupt intentions, while the pure will be persecuted and the righteous forced to bear arm and shield. The cornerstone of our creation will be bubonic with the pus of the tormented, and the firmaments will rain more noxious creatures than water. False prophets will reach for the stars and find only corruption and a sanguine plague, and will find no salvation but the calamity of a thousand Bright Darisbis. In the consummation of the Waqt Almashaqa will the tree of eskhatos burn and all chains be broken and all walls will fall.

The Pilgrim will arrive at the van of a host, and the Quest will reach its ecstatic climax. We will know them for they will be ever-thriving and bring benefit to all humanity, a member of an endless community and embodying righteousness. The righteous will be in their host, and will partake of the parahaoma which will confer upon them a greatness. Thereafter will the righteous be like amesha, without need for food, without hunger or thirst, without need for weapons or care for bodily injuries, and the substance of being will be so light as the mists that the sun cannot burn it nor will it cast shadow, and the righteous will be immortal. The righteous dead will return as shaped by the mists. All the compasses of the world will point to Phor Unmoving. All the righteous will be of a single nation and a single purpose, to enact the restoration of a world at the final turn of the Wheel.

A battle between the righteous and the wicked will tear asunder the kingdoms of the earth. Bronze and silver will be melted in the hills and the mountains and the walls, and the molten metal will flow across the earth as a burning Edutu. All will wade through that molten river and the pure will discard their passions and the river will seem like but warm milk while the impure and corrupt will be annihilated. All the impurities of the world, its injustices and evils, will be given recompense and made wonderful. The daimon of our creation will be refined and smelted through a final eskhatos, where the Wheel and creation and all of its children will be in perfect unity, joining in divine exaltation.

And at last there will be no hunger or war, or jealousy or rivalry, for good will be plentiful and all delicacies as ash, and the entire occupation of the peoples will be to their eudaimonia and their purity, and they will perceive the esoteric truths and comprehend the Knowledge of creation, for from the Cup there will be a drop and the drop will cover the world as the waters cover the sea.

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XLII

THE BETTER SWORD

When Salhin first led us into the shade beneath Her sable cloak, there was much that he did not know. It is said that Izdu the Magi appeared then to teach the tribe of Salhin about fire and tools, of architecture and the raising of walls and the building of cities, of the Knowledge and the stars. It came to be, however, that jackals and horrors lurked within the Desert, and the Magi taught the Ashfolks the secrets of metalworking so that they may arm the races under their stewardship to safevouch their cities.

Two of the smiths that first came to learn the secrets of metalworking with the Magi competed to see who could forge the finer sword. They labored diligently until the swords were finished, and eventually, the swords were brought to the Magi for his assessment. Accordingly, the Magi suspended them above the river Edutu, with the blades submerged and facing the current.

The first smith's blade neatly sliced through anything that met it, be it fish, leaves, river, and the very air that breezes over its edge. All that was in creation came to be slain by it.

The second smith's blade cut nothing at all. Be it fish or leaves or the Edutu or the very air that flows, all that is good and wanted in creation could not be harmed by it.

After the Magi retrieved both swords from the Edutu, and to the surprise of many, he smiled and said that the second smith made the better sword.

Generations later, when Iblis the Djinn imperiled the tribe of Salhin, the first smith's sword could not harm the djinn-thing at all. With much reluctance, the tribe of Salhin permitted the second smith's sword to be drawn against the djinn-thing, and lo! Marvel exceeding marvels, the second smith's sword cleaved off the djinn-thing's hand, and thereafter were djinn-things taught to fear the Mother's children.