It happened much as Elijah planned.
We entered Jerusalem with the morning crowds. And made our way to its heart. There were depictions of Stan on every side. Much nicer than the paper posters we’d seen to date.
And soldiers stood guard on every street, scrutinizing every passerby.
In fact, one left his post to follow us. Elijah took the attention in stride. I moved to keep myself between the two. And to shield Elijah.
We emerged onto the Temple court and there Elijah announced to the multitudes the continuation of the drought. And closed his announcement with the promise of its deepening.
A great roar of anger arose.
And the guard made to seize us, but we were gone.