In The End
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he fort was under attack. We were warned that the enemy was coming, that was why we were here in this fort, but most of us began doubt that he would come. We had after all won the war, but our enemy was a determined one and he staged one final, desperate strike. They knew they had lost, but there were going to take as many of us out while they could. We were lucky that some were still preparing for the him. It is odd how they went from being “Extremists” to “Heroes” in a matter of days.
22 And ye shall be hated of all men for my name's sake: but he that endureth to the end shall be saved.
Matt 10:21-22 (KJV)
The strike came from somewhere we didn’t expect. The enemy had been secretly sneaking in spies to live among us. They didn’t do much at first, but after a while they starting weakening the walls that had been protecting us for so long. They did it very slowly so that no one would notice the change, in fact the only ones that even did noticed the changed were the Extremists (I mean the uh…heroes), but as usual we just ignored them and continued with our everyday lives. The war was over after all.
10 The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy
John 10:9-10 (KJV)
Then one night we heard a huge crack. The sound was deafening and terrifying, for we all knew in our hearts what caused it, the walls had fallen.
The enemy came storming in with swords raised. With a loud cry they crashed into our streets and slayed the people that were in the houses that were closest to the walls. Screams of terror and death could be heard from everywhere. We were all doomed.
Suddenly, a shout could be heard across the night, “Come to us! We have prepared!” No one cared that it was one of the Extremists all we cared about was living. We all fled in the direction of the shout. I froze when I saw what they had prepared, in the midst of the city there was a large house that looked to be enforced with layers of wood and stone. I knew that there was no way that something this sturdy could ever fall.
18 And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.
Matt 16:18 (KJV)
I quickly ran towards the doors for I did not wish to hesitate, the enemy was everywhere. Guarding the entrance was a group of warriors. Part of the enemies plan was to catch us unprepared so that we couldn’t form a workable defense, but yet these men were fully clad in armor and held great swords in there hands. I could tell from the way that they warded the blows of the enemy that they were well acquainted with the sharp weapons that they carried. One of them saw me and ran towards me, “Quickly, inside! We must close the gates soon.” I nodded and ran inside. If I was to guess I would say that there were about five-thousand people inside, but the fact is that this was a city of millions and only a fraction was going to live. Maybe if they hadn’t been so close to the walls, they would have made it.
Only within a few seconds after I had entered, I heard a loud crash, they had shut the doors. Only a few others had made it in after me. I started looking around to see if any of my friends and family had made it inside, and to my relief I did find some, but not as many as I would of liked. I felt someone walking up behind me so I quickly turned around. The knight that let me in was running towards me. Panting he looked at me and said “I am glad I saw you when I did, we had held the doors as long as we could, the enemy learned of our hold and was seeking to destroy it. Do not fear, there is nothing that can come against us now with the door close.”
“Who are you” I asked.
I gasped as he removed his helmet, it was my Uncle Faith. “The enemy is only a few thousand strong and we have enough supplies stored here to last us a very long time. The city is lost, but this place will stand.”
Suddenly a sound rose from the others, it was the screams of people outside the door. The people that were unable to make it inside in time were trapped out there. I could hear them pounding on the wall screaming “Let us in!”, “The enemy is upon us, save us!” tears began to flow from my eyes for I knew that these people were lost. If they were to open the doors, even for a second, they would all perish.
The night continued with sounds of death and destruction and morning brought no signs of relief. The enemy tried time and time again to get inside, but to no avail. This fortress was to strong. One would think that it would bring relief, but in the atmosphere of death not much did. Finally, after five days the knights began to ready themselves, they were going to retake the city. With a loud clash the doors swung open and out they fled. War cries arose from them causing the enemy to scatter in surprise. Within a few minutes the enemy was destroyed.
Now, we all live our lives in peace. There is no foe to appose us and we can live the lives that we were promised. I can’t thank those knights enough, for if they didn’t stand for what they knew was right, I wouldn’t be here. None of us would.
posted by Shadrach Stand @ 4:47 PM
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