11 myths
The prophet sank in mud and lime, and a voice called his name. He had been mocked too many times to trust a friendly sound. He did not answer.
Yohanan was in the water when the bandit came after him. He offered his sister if the man would study. The weapons stayed on the bank.
Ridya stands the size of a young ox, his lower lip split open, hooves resting on nothing. Rabbah swore he watched him tell the sky to drip its water down.
The exiles begged their guards for one thing. Take us past our uncle's country. They are our brothers. They will give us water.
Chains changed wrists in the courtyard. One friend ran for home. The other sat in the cell and counted the hours like coins.
He offered the bags to a man in rags. The man said only the dead have lost hope, so the gold went into cemetery soil at night.
An emperor crawled an underground passage to visit the redactor of the Mishnah in secret. Servants died for the friendship, and a disciple raised one back.
Courtiers made a king reclaim gifts from a poor friend who paid every coin back. Heaven then asked Abraham for more than wealth. It asked for Isaac.
When the king summoned him, money refused, family stopped at the door, and only neglected deeds went in to speak.
One friend stood under the rope for another. A horseman arrived mud-covered, and a king asked to be their third.
A youth who understood bird speech told a king his throne would fall, then learned that one lie can crack a city built on truth.
