Shimshon and the Golem, Part 3: Chapter 5
| September 12, 2023Shabsi lifted his head from the ground and saw something rising from the dirt. So tall, so powerful
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habsi never burned the scrolls. When it was dark, he raced into the forests surrounding the yeshivah and began to pace back and forth. His heart burned with fiery emotions. He would never be good enough. Never. It would always be people like Shimshon who would steal the admiration and respect of others. He was too strange, too small, too pathetic.
Shabsi angrily brushed away a tear rolling down his cheek.
Well, if you can’t be the hero….
Shabsi bent down and began to trace a form on the dark, forest ground. He took out the scrolls, his mind concentrating so intently as he murmured the words etched upon the parchment, that the sights and sounds of the forest vanished entirely from his consciousness.
He stood there for hours, not moving an inch. And then, at the right time, he began to circle the creation he had etched in the mud. More hours passed, the level of concentration and intense brain power he exerted almost caused him to collapse with exhaustion, but he did not let his mind stray for even one second from the task at hand.
The world spun before his eyes, and eventually, as his lips uttered the last words on the parchment, his vision went black, and he pitched forward onto the ground.
And then, the forest trembled.
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