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A sudden tragedy cast him back to 12th-century Canaan.
"O Lord, have mercy upon this lost child, open his sealed lips..."
In his ears, an ancient tongue he never knew; before his eyes, a mother weeping in despair.
"People excel at gilding the truth. If I were as the legends say, how could I have fallen so low?"
He knows the tides of history but remains powerless to turn them. To be hailed as the "Vicar of God" is nothing but a cruel irony.
"How can you be so sure your God hasn't abandoned you?"
Amidst the ravaging flames of war and the death of those he cherished, what choice remains? To flee as an exile, or to end it all?
"Lord Samuel, do not weep...for you have done it. You protected Sarah and Rovana."
The Lord said: If the world holds ten measures of beauty, nine belong to Jerusalem.
"I bury my prayers within a dream-a place of blooming flowers,endless skies, and only you and I."
The world said:If the world holds ten measures of sorrow,nine belong to Jerusalem.
"You Christian warriors,slaughtering in the name of God! Every city,every inch of land, every river you crossed is choked with fire and calamity! And now you ask for my forgiveness? By what right!"
No one knew that he,who shared a name with the Divine, was but a man.Does God truly exist?
"Knowing he was already counting down to his demise,I could not help but forge a bond with him."
When the proud King chose forgiveness, carrying their shared glory back to their true sanctuary, he saw at the end of all things: the triumph of a hero.
"God has witnessed my fate."
As one dynasty fell,another rose.A sanctuary where any soul could freely enter the Holy City-that was the true face of Jerusalem.
"The gates of Jerusalem shall forever remain open to all pilgrims."
Using cold reason as a blade to sever the chains of history,and burning love to forge an eternal dreamland.
"Let us go home,little Samuel."
A flower of hope blooming in despair-the rhapsody of one who is both an unnamed shadow and the ultimate chronicler.