the Dust at Damascus
“It could have been dust dancing by the roadside that first caught his attention. If so, damn the dust — it was the dust that drew his eyes upwards to see the man he had so eagerly persecuted.”
So begins the tale of Saul of Tarsus, a jaded Pharisee: an enforcer of the High Priests’ will. What he sees is a vision of a man more than a man — and it will be the last thing he sees for a long time.
Enter the parched lands of the ancient Mediterranean, as the mysteriously blinded Saul of Tarsus tries to find out what’s afoot in the teeming godless metropolis of Damascus: Poison? Madness? Heresy? Or a greater calling, serving in the greatest secret society of all: the Holy Cross, led by the enigmatic magician Jesus the Undying, heir to three of the Orient’s greatest wizards?
the Incident at Antioch
“You are a Jew, yet you live like a Gentile and not like a Jew. How is it, then, that you force Gentiles to follow Jewish customs?”
The words were out of his mouth before he had time to think; worse still, they were not calm and quiet — no, they were a grating yell which silenced the entire table.
And looking at the eyes of Peter the Apostle, Paul the Apostle knew there could be nothing between them ever again but hatred… and bloodshed. And the time for hatred had just passed.
Now it is him alone against the crowd: one apostle against the Twelve — and all the cunning of Saul Paul of Tarsus against the might and inquisition of the First Pope!
Return to the parched lands of the ancient Mediterranean, as Paul of Tarsus tries to hold to his life, his sanity and Jesus’s legacy — only to discover he may only have time for two!
the Pyre at Jerusalem
“I was there. I had no right to be there. I had been driven from the lands of this impious and vexatious people; even for the slightly just among them I had the blood of their leader on my hands, and they had no reason to ever forgive me.”
“But still, the moment my dear friend Josephus’s letter reached me, I dropped all and headed back: for these words I could not ignore, not if life, work and faith screamed in protest.”
“The Romans are going to destroy Jerusalem, they were.”
Return yet again to the parched lands of the ancient Mediterranean, as Paul, Apostle to the Gentiles, the fallen and risen grandson of Herod the Great, finds himself a stranger in the land he once called home! Jewish Zealots and Peterine Christians alike would gladly kill him; Romans would no doubt do to him as they did to his Lord, Jesus the Undying, the greatest magician of all time.
Is there anything in the burning land of Judea for the man who has burned all his bridges, save anguish and hurt? Anyone to help him, save a mysterious Gnostic girl called Sophia?
Can there be at last true love in Masada’s shadow?