Prince of Light on the day the light was created. Part -1-

2500 BC - 2000 BC

"I will sing this song to God... When the great savior comes... And this innocent and beautiful anxious girl... Come and free her now."

An ancient Babylonian song sung by an old man in an old Babylonian language. Moving his head in delight.

His voice was beautiful and resonant. But the background music didn't match the beauty of his voice. He was singing to the sound of grazing sheep. Sheep he would occasionally strike with his staff.

He was happy. And who wouldn't be happy walking in such an enchanting nature. We are in the ancient Assyrian kingdom near the city of Babylon. The greatest city ever seen by human or jinn eyes in history.

And this old shepherd with the resonant voice is the old man "Ishma".

"And when the great savior comes. You will surely be liberated."

More than four thousand years ago. The Earth was not the Earth, And the sky was not the sky.

"Ishma" could look into the pond next to him and see all its fish and shells as if he was looking at birds in the sky. More than four thousand years ago. Everything was pure and extremely clear. And it seems that the old "Ishma" decided to rest for a while. So he headed to a nearby tree where he is used to leaving his food. And when he reached his food, he looked at it with surprise. The bag was open.

These poor thieves will never learn. If they had asked him for food, he would have given them. But they prefer theft. Their souls refuse to ask people and accept theft.

But "Ishma" was very surprised when he looked back at the food. even though the bag was open, The food was still there, the milk was still there. But the cheese had been eaten in very small pieces. And the milk was slightly missing, not enough to fatten or to satisfy hunger.

"Ishma" sat down, ate, drank, and rested in the shade of the tree. Then he decided to go down and bathe in the pond. And like shepherds who bathe in ponds in all the ancient kingdoms. He took off all his clothes and went into the water.

While the old man "Ishma" was bathing. He occasionally looked at his belongings with sentimental glances. And suddenly a flock of beautiful doves came and landed near his food.

The doves pecked at the cheese in small bites and dipped their small beaks in the milk in a strange scene, then they flew and landed somewhere not far away. And they stayed there for a few minutes, then they flew back to his food. Pecking and dipping their beaks, then flying back to the same spot.

"Ishma" came out of the pond and put on his old Babylonian clothes. But instead of heading towards his belongings, he headed towards the place where the doves were flying with this strange excitement.

And there he found something that widened his old eyes in astonishment and wonder; he found a beautiful nine-year-old girl, whose beauty his eyes had never seen before. But that's not what amazed him. What widened his eyes in astonishment was that the doves were surrounding her and feeding her and giving her milk from their beaks.

The little girl was laughing and moving her hands with joy. When "Ishma" approached her, she laughed a laugh that brought tears of tenderness to his eyes.

With a Babylonian Shepherd's mindset, what he was witnessing meant something legendary. "Ishma" gently picked her up and lifted her into the sky. The doves were flying around them with happiness that had no explanation. "Ishma" looked into her beautiful little eyes. It was the first time he had seen a child with such wonderful eyelashes. "Ishma" decided to take this girl with him to raise her. And he also decided to give her a name inspired by the situation. He named her 'Beloved of Doves'. A name that, when pronounced in ancient Babylonian, sounded familiar. It was pronounced in Babylonian as 'Semiramis'.

"When the great savior comes. And this innocent and beautiful anxious girl. Come and free her now."

*****

It is the grand celebration in Babylon. When Babylon celebrates, add a thousand beauties to its beauty and delight your eyes. When green mountains meet with fertile plains and clear rivers meet with the distinctive white and blue marble of Babylonian palaces and the large paintings covering the walls... When all of this meets with children scattering saffron leaves in the air, dancing horses, and people celebrating in their most elegant and grandeur attire... Then you know that a very important event is happening. When you see saffron covering the ground in this way, you know that there is a newborn for King "Kush" and Queen "Udaj." A male newborn... These celebrations are not held if the newborn is a female.

There, the newborn is placed in the cradle surrounded by midwives or "mayat" as they are called here (plural of "maya"). They are who take care of the mother until the birth was completed.

Approaching the cradle and taking a look at this little one, you will hear many words like "Oh, the beauty of these eyes" or "He is the most wonderful child my eyes have seen." This encourages you more to look at the child.

There he is in front of you, beauty embodied in a small head and sharp eyes. But there is another scene that will worry you. Just as the newborn is surrounded by gentle-handed midwives and saffron leaves scattered in the air, you see other things surrounding him.

They are not things from our reality, they were demons... Yes, demons... They smiled with a devilish smile that all demons master. They were reciting something... Despite all the hand-embroidered bags filled with blue beads and garlic placed everywhere around the cradle to ward off evil spirits... And despite the midwives putting their fingers in saffron and imprinting it on the forehead of Queen "Udaj" to protect the child from demons.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent, and the great sheikh, or "mohayil" as they call him in Babylon spoke.

He said: "Today, I am honored, humanity is honored, and the whole earth is honored by the birth of the male child who will bear the name of the great king Kush... The great son whom the family decided to name 'Zahak'."

At this point, the crowd erupted in shouts of joy.

It's just that the name "Zahak" did not have a beloved meaning whatsoever. The name meant "venomous snake" in the Babylonian language. And at the mention of the name, the laughter of the demons echoed from between their fangs, wicked and happy laughter, a demonic laughter.

*****

The old shepherd, "Ishma," looked at that feminine masterpiece sleeping, as if she had descended from heaven to him alone. That small masterpiece he named "Semiramis."

He was just a poor shepherd, hungry most of the day. The place for this little gem is certainly not among the crumbling walls in which he lives. Surely the gods have reserved a more elegant place for her beauty. And here, an amazing idea surprised the old man's mind about "Semiramis."

Tomorrow, the grand market of "Nineveh" will be held, coinciding with the wedding season that takes place every year in Babylon, where young men and women from all corners of the great Assyrian kingdom gather to choose suitable brides. Middle-aged men buy young girls to raise them until they reach the age of marriage, either to marry them or to give them as wives to their sons. "Ishma" looked into the beautiful eyes of "Semiramis" and made up his mind to go to "Nineveh" tomorrow.

"Ishma", the old man, carried little "Semiramis" on his shoulder and headed to "Nineveh."

If elegance spoke one day, it would say "Nineveh." Ishma had worn his best attire, but he appeared like a beggar, of course, amidst this market where everyone competes for beauty.

The market in which any that have beauty competes

To get all that is good.

"Semiramis" laughed her enchanting laugh that captivated everyone's eyes and raised questions about the identity of that beggar carrying a pearl between his arms.

At the same time, "Sima" the caretaker of the king's horses was passing through the market, looking for new horses to buy for the king, his eyes caught a glimpse of the little "Semiramis.".

He forgot about the horses, the king, and everything else and remembered one thing: that he was infertile and couldn't have children. He looked again at the girl with brown hair, as if it were made of gold. How could brown turn into gold? This can only be explained if you see this girl's hair. Two eyes that summarize the word "feminine" if you look into them. "Sima" left everything behind and approached the old shepherd, "Eishma."

"Ishma" looked cautiously at his royal attire, and the little girl smiled at him with charm. Every remaining beat of fatherhood resounded in his heart. She ran to throw herself into his arms. He held her and lifted her up to the sky with happiness. He took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket, which he was going to use to buy the most expensive horse in the market. Ishma looked at the bag eagerly and joyfully. Then he kissed "Sima's" hand and continued on his way, singing:

"When the great savior comes, you will surely be liberated."