February 1, 2026

The alarming gurgling sounds of drowning men. Battalion Soldiers weighed down by heavy armor fighting the currents of death. Arms flailing on a sea of destruction. Legs energetically squirming in the vacuuming depths. Feet caught in spinning chariot wheels as helpless warriors are pulled under to fight a watery foe. But there is no sword to help them. No military expertise to save them. No advanced technique or skilled training. These arrogant Egyptians had no appetite for repentance and now the sea is hungry. It swallows the battalions and digests the horses and chariots and belches out the dead upon the shores. It appears that one might make it out and then a merciless riptide jerks them under. They are banished and seen no more.

They are sucked into judgment. Pulled into the expanse of timeless hell. Washed away by waters of truth. They had believed the lie of Pharaoh and followed him into an abyss of eternity. But their forward motion led to panic and emotions of terror. Screams and hopeless pleas. Sightless eyes stared into a dead sky. Gaping mouths drooled water. The whooshing lapping waves the only sound left on the horizon of the slain/or the rhythmic shushing waves around the Egyptian corpses is an eerie lullaby. Listen now…

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