The Tower of Babel loomed ever closer. It was glorious to behold, and its size rivaled that of the City of Atlantis to the south. On the roads below, thousands of people marched toward the great tower. She watched curiously for several minutes.
Alas, these are the armies of Babylon who art the descendants of Cush.
“Why are they marching like that?”
Yea, they are gathering to the great machine in preparation for transport to Zion.
A realization struck Lily. “The Tower of Babel is a transportation machine? Just like Atlantis?”
Verily, my child. Cush and his immediate family members were wroth that they had been expelled from Zion, and they longed to return to its beauty and splendor. Cush passed this enmity of Noah to his children.
“But how did they know how to build this machine?”
After the flood, the family of Cush didst slave away many painstaking years trying to dig out the old cities from the mud.
Lily’s vision blurred, and her surroundings changed again. The Tower of Babel had disappeared, as well as the multitude of huts that surrounded it. Now, a barren wasteland met her sight. Not far to the east was yet another city buried in mud. A lone man dug frantically into the mud, when the ground caved in and he fell through a hollow opening. He screamed for help in an ancient Hebrew dialect.
“We should help that poor man!” Lily said without thinking.
Alas, thou are seeing visions of the past. The young man thou didst see digging is Nimrod, the son of Cush. ‘Twas this moment that he didst stumble across the ancient King of Seth’s tomb. He didst find many blueprints upon scrolls that had been sealed in glass tubes and preserved from the flood. He didst also find small-scale replicas of a transportation machine similar to the one beneath Atlantis, though they had been damaged from the flood and were no longer functional. Nimrod vowed to seek vengeance for his family’s suffering, and so he established a new kingdom. Together they built the city of Babylon and began constructing a large-scale transportation machine in the center of the city with the intent to bring his armies to our land to conquer our beautiful kingdom.
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The landscape transformed into a frozen tundra. Lily stared up at the remains of the structure. Though it was still massive and buried in a mountain of snow, it stood at only a fraction of its original size. She also perceived that they were at the edge of a shoreline that hadn’t been there during her previous visions, and nearly half of the Tower of Babel had broken off and fallen into the ocean.
“What happened to the rest of the tower?” Lily asked as they flew closer to its base. “And why did they build it on a beach?”
Yea, upon completion of the tower, King Nimrod didst assemble his armies for battle and he activated the machine. God was wroth with Nimrod’s evil intentions, so He didst cause a great earthquake to divide the tower asunder. The great tower cracked in two, causing the machine to malfunction and transport only a fourth part of the land surrounding Babylon to this world. The land of Earth was then divided with multiple successive earthquakes into multiple different continents. God scattered his people and confounded their languages so that another machine could never be fathomed again.
A curious sight drew her attention. At the base of the Tower, the snow above one of the arches began to give way. Seconds later, a dark figure emerged from the snow. The figure stood erect, and she realized it was a man. Another man followed, and then another. Several minutes passed to reveal a horde of people. Men, women and children alike huddled together for warmth as yet more people continued to free themselves from the snow.
“Who are these people?”
Verily, thou seeth the arrival of the Ten Tribes of Israel from Earth.
“But how is that even possible? Biblical scholars have dated the story of the Tower of Babel back to over two thousand years before Christ, but the Lost Ten Tribes of Israel weren’t captured by the Assyrians until about four hundred years before Christ. The timelines don’t coincide.”
Alas, thou art correct. When the great tower didst shatter during transport, it didst leave behind an open portal between Earth and Zion.
“Wait a minute…” Lily stammered. “Do you mean to tell me that somewhere inside these ruins there’s a way to get back to Earth?”
Verily, my child.
A light bulb turned on in her mind. She let go of Tiamat’s scaly chest. In an instant her eyes blurred to reveal much more snow covering the entrance she had just seen moments before. She stumbled forward to where the entrance had once been, and began digging at the snow with her bare hands.
“Come help me dig this snow out!” Lily faced Tiamat. “If everything you’ve said is true, then I need to get back to Earth to figure out what Timur is planning to do with that machine!”
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