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Bible Stories: Masada
by Anonymous (address withheld)

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A story about death at Masada. It may not be sexy to 
you, but is certainly was to me. Each to their own. 
(MF, sn)

***

Abraham knew the end was near. Every day the Roman 
lines worked nearer the walls as the ramp neared 
completion. Tomorrow would see it done and most likely 
the storming of the city as well. Even now there were 
people being killed by arrows and other missiles coming 
over the walls. All food was gone and with it the 
water. Surely God had turned his face from them. Even a 
small amount of rain would refresh the defenders and 
slow the Romans but it was not to be. 

The Elders met in council and decided that the hated 
sons of Rome would win only an empty victory. When they 
entered the city they would find only the dead. There 
would be no one to parade through the streets in 
victory and the name of Masada would live as a lesson 
to others oppressed by the eagles of Rome. 

Abraham’s heart was heavy as he made his way home. Life 
had been good, he had a loving wife and three wonderful 
children before the legions came. Now it would end. 
Already his only son had perished when a huge bolt had 
crashed through the roof next door and a falling beam 
had killed the boy. 

Sara was waiting as he entered and one look at his face 
was enough to bring her to tears. Her tears became sobs 
when he told her of the council’s edict. As was their 
practice the girls had already eaten what little food 
was available and had said their prayers before bed. 
The grieving couple prayed over the Torah and held each 
other for a while as they discussed how to obey the 
council. Knowing what witnessing the death of her 
children would do to Sara Abraham had already decided 
on a course of action.

The two removed their robes and held each other. Sara 
was drawing strength from his quiet acceptance of their 
fates. She had closed her eyes and just lay with her 
head on his chest. Then the knife he had hidden slid 
into her chest and pierced her heart. She had only time 
to look at his face and see the loving sorrow there 
before she died. 

After covering the body of his beloved wife he went to 
each of the girls beds. A long last look and a thrust 
of the knife. Martha was his youngest, just six. She 
died with only a small gasp. Sara was named after her 
mother. Just coming into beauty she was a young woman 
any father would be proud of and any man happy to take 
as his wife in the few years it would take her to grow 
into the honor of wifehood. But it was not to be.

In her room was not the sleeping girl her father 
expected. Instead the black eyes were open and 
watching. One look at the knife told her the stories 
she had heard that day were true. Without a word she 
bared her chest to allow her father a clear thrust. A 
gentle kiss blocked her view of the blade entering the 
smooth skin. She hugged him close to her as her heart 
was penetrated and held on tight until it was all over. 

After dressing the bodies of his family in their finest 
robes he laid all three together and lay down next to 
them before sheathing the blade in his own heart. He 
had protected his family and the next day the Romans 
were to find only a city of people that had chosen 
death over Roman rule. Forever the name Masada would 
stand for a determination to never submit to slavery. 

Although the names of Abraham and Sara and their 
children and the names of all their neighbors have been 
lost in the sands of time what they did still shines as 
an example for those who love freedom. 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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