VIII THE BATTLE OF CUSHEM(Jeremie’s fourth dream)
Jeremie was still lying on soft cushions in his bedroom. He kept turning over his mind the remote past. The old cherub reminded him in a spell. Now they were reliving the dreadful battle of Cushem. The people and the guardians from the Cushem court would amply cover the day when a second sun would rise on the west. Barradant did not consider it as a mystery. As for him, the episode was over. The sandstorm, that strange and dreadful light which had dazzled hundreds of men are by gone. Nothing had taken place! Just a ridiculous incident! The millions of aras, vultures, grasshoppers, mosquitoes… all were by gone. Nothing had taken place. Wasn’t the Ephah with the Onyx at its right place? What more could be done?
The Governor Ramasses Cycnus
