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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Tale of Yaqjud-Maqjud And Alexander's Dome
[time] => 2004-04-30 08:05:26
[hometext] => Another tale from the annals of the Qur'an the story of a devastattion that we will all await, at the ending of days.
[bodytext] => In the mountains of the far east in the lands of central Asia there once was located a valley populated by two tribes of warriors "Yaqjud" was one named the other called "Maqjud" tribes of such violent means that their tales are full of terrors none dares to tread near for within that dreaded vale "Yaqjud-Maqjud" would let loose on any that wanders close such is their wicked and evil ways that the lands over and beyond are left behind abandoned in haste none dare to settle anyplace here on as the years drifted by then comes the time of great Alexander a great general gifted by god a man destined to legends of valor in his march across the world conquest and victories in his wake came Alexander to that vale to meet with the tribes of "Yaqjud-Maqjud" appalled he was by their devastation such callous disregard for nature and humans even he in his voracious campaigns left rule and order in lands he conquered reason he tried to inflict a settlement and when that failed he resorted to coercion but of no avail was his efforts to them his words and actions gave no resolution so Alexander pondered upon "Yaqjud-Maqjud" until at last he decided to imprison them both a dome he envisioned upon inspirations by God to seal in the malcontents under metal and earth a trench was dug around this vale of dread to be filled by molten bronze, gold, copper and lead a barrier of metal a hundred paces in stead a wall a prison in the vale "Yaqjud-Maqjud" to be kept after the massive walls were erected screaming and howling was "Yaqjud-Maqjud" damning the world and Alexander included to suffer their wrath after their freedom concluded then Alexander had his armies cast molds of spherical cut dome pieces giant structures to be contructed to build a dome upon the walls that rises piece by piece and one by one the dome came to shape and the valley sealed up tight amidst the howls the screams of "Yaqjud-Maqjud" then earth was piled upon dome to seal their plight imprisoned were the twin tribes these arbiters of devastation as Alexander sets a guard upon the site of their domed prison off went Alexander to his conquest of the world until later was all forgotten of the prison and "Yaqjud-Maqjud" the watch he task to keep are left unbidden while we forget this tale of dread "Yaqjud-Maqjud" in their prison sleep did not scratching and eating their way through tunneling the walls as they patiently dig out as they are left imprisoned in the darkness as monsters they became cannibals by need as they worked tirelessly to break out they eat their own dead as sustenance to their creed as pale as death, nails sharpened by tasks as hungry as hell, ravenous by need to feed their teeth drips with blood of the dead they did eat what terrors they become should into the world they freely slip after destroying what was left in their prison their vale they now look forward to devastate the world at bliss what beast they will be what monsters from nightmare hails the vanguard of "Dajal's" armies that one-eyed spawn of "Iblis" for in the ending of days the time of Armageddon shall the foul "Yaqjud-Maqjud" brings terror and bloodbath as they are loosed onto this pristine earth eating all in their wake consuming all in their paths of those to be saved are only those who beheld to faith remaining strong in their worships to God or those who gave in to the "Dajal's" sweet staves those who are lost forever to "Ibliss's" thrall but these tales must wait till the ending of days the stories that will resound upon Armageddon's wake for now the horde of "Yaqjud-Maqjud" awaits tunneling out of their prison's slate. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 252 [topic] => 43 [informant] => baronhawk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 24 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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