The Chronicles of Beirut. Beirut, for Christ Sake!!!
Once upon a time, when the earth was still young, the human race still strong, the air unpoluted, the forests inhabitated by it's natural inhabitants and the sky still bright with shining stars, a baby was born. It was no normal baby, but a huge baby.
The day was rainy and clowds were gathering above Tosa-Inu's village, Unca-Unca Vey. Frogtoniusa, Tolbert-Jag's wife was pregnant. Her belly had swollen to ridiculous proportions and word spread she was cursed. On the morning of our story her baby was born, under the thundering hooves of the God Kukrikhan.
He came to earth with shining gold armor, weilding an terrible battle axe, he had the size of a young man and gold locks of hair fell down his face, charming but terrible. His eyes could not be seen because he wore a helmet that covered his head till his nose.
When he gulped in his first breath of fresh air he did not cry nor die, but he laughed, a high, evil laugh that went through the spine of even the bravest men. He showed his shining white, ivory like teeth. You could feel his small eyes peek through the room, causing everybody to look down to the ground. And all of the sudden he cried out: "Beirut, Beirut for Christ Sake!!!"
Panic entered the room and people start running and screaming like they were chased by wild animals. That voice was so unearthly, so... no words can describe what those poor people must have heard. But whas worse was the his roar of terror was answered.
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