The Men Who Would Not Leave Enoch Were Found Under the Snow

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Once a Year They Could Look at His Face

Enoch had ruled for two hundred and forty-three years, and then he began to disappear by degrees.

First it was three days shut in his chamber praying and one day out among the people. Then six days in and one out. Then once a month. Then once a year, and by then the kings and princes who had put themselves under his command could not walk up to him at all. There was something on his face they could not stand in front of. Men who tried it came away certain they had nearly died of it.

So they made a rule among themselves. Every request in the world would be saved up and brought to Enoch on the single day he showed himself, and no one would go near him otherwise. On that day the whole earth queued, and when he finished speaking they went down on their faces and shouted the way people shout at a coronation.

"Long live the king. Long live the king."

The Summons Came in the Middle of an Audience

He was mid-sentence, in front of that crowd, when the angel came.

The message was short. God had decided to make him king over the angels, the way he had been king over men.

Enoch stopped the audience and sent word to every corner of the earth for everyone to come. When they were assembled he told them plainly what had happened to him.

"I have been called up to heaven. I do not know which day I go. So I will teach you everything I have while I am still here."

He spent the days he had left on it. Law, order, the fear of heaven, how to settle a quarrel, what to do about a neighbor. He made peace between kings who had been at each other for years. He was still doing it when somebody in the crowd looked up.

A Horse Came Down and Walked on the Air

It was the shape of an enormous horse, and it was descending, and it was pacing on nothing the way a horse paces a yard.

They told Enoch what they were seeing. He did not stop to look.

"That one has come for me. The time is here. You will not see me again."

The horse came the rest of the way down and stood in front of him. He got on its back and went on teaching from the saddle, and when it started walking, the crowd walked with it. Eight hundred thousand men followed him out of the settled country and kept going for a full day.

Go Home or You Will Die

On the second morning he turned in the saddle. "Go back to your tents. Why are you coming? You may die out here."

Most of them went. A group stayed, and he told them the same thing the next morning, and the next, for six days, and every morning some more of them turned around and walked back toward their houses.

On the sixth day he stopped the horse and said it without any softening. "Tomorrow I go up. Whoever is standing near me will die."

They did not move.

"Wherever you are going, we are going. As God lives, only death is separating us from you."

He stopped arguing with them. They walked the seventh day beside the horse, and on the seventh day the sky opened over the whole party. A whirlwind came down with horses of fire in it and chariots of fire behind them, and Enoch went up inside it, and the men who had refused to go home were standing directly underneath.

What the Kings Found Under the Snow

The kings who had turned back in good time had done something careful before they left. They had counted the men who stayed.

On the eighth day they sent riders out to the place to match the number against whatever was there.

The riders found the ground white. Snow lay over the whole site, and on top of the snow were stones of hail the size of a fist, and nothing was visible above it. They talked among themselves and decided to break through and look.

Under the snow they found the men. All of them, the entire count, exactly the number the kings had written down, lying where they had been standing when the fire came down.

One was missing. They went through the bodies twice for him and he was not there.

The Smell of One Born of a Woman

Six hundred and fifty million parasangs away, the ones who carry the Throne knew something was coming up.

The ofanim caught it first, then the seraphim, then the cherubim, and every burning thing in that place turned toward the smell of a body.

"What is this. The odor of one born of a woman. How does he come into the highest heaven, where the angels are made of fire?"

God answered His own household. "Do not take offense at this. Every human being denied Me and denied that I rule anything. They gave their worship to idols, and I moved My Presence off the earth and brought it up here. This man is the chosen one of all of them. He has more faith and more justice in him than the whole rest of the world put together. He is the only wage I have collected out of the place I made."

Then the gates of wisdom opened for him, and understanding, and life, and peace, and strength, and the fear of sin, and a throne was set beside the seventh palace, and a herald went through the heavens announcing that this one was now first over every prince in the realm and would be called Metatron. His flesh turned to flame. His veins ran fire, his bones went to glowing coal, his eyes became torches and his hair a sheet of burning, and storm and whirlwind closed around him on every side.

Down on the earth the kings came back from the snow and put oil on the head of Methuselah, Enoch's son, and made him king in his father's place. He taught what his father had taught him, all his life, and did not turn from it to the right or the left. Toward the end of his days the people stopped listening, and robbed each other, and corrupted every road they walked on, and the ground they sowed came up thorns.