Abel Last’s Sunset
From the hillside, you can see everything. The valley spreads below—isolated, private, chosen for its distance from witnesses. Or so Cain thought. He didn’t account for the One witness whose testimony would matter most. Abel kneels beside the stream, sheep drinking peacefully around him. His animal hide tunic is simple, functional, the clothing of a […]
Cain’s Wrath: History’s First Murder
From the hillside, you can see everything. The valley spreads below—isolated, private, chosen for its distance from witnesses. Or so Cain thought. He didn’t account for the One witness whose testimony would matter most. Abel kneels beside the stream, sheep drinking peacefully around him. His animal hide tunic is simple, functional, the clothing of a […]
Abel’s Last Moments
The stone feels heavy. Not from its weight—rough fieldstone, easily gripped—but from what it means. Cain’s knuckles have gone white around it, dirt pressed deep beneath his fingernails from the morning’s work. The same hands that built an altar now clutch a weapon. Thirty meters away, Abel tends his sheep. He doesn’t turn. Why would […]