On that day, thousands of people waited quietly on the main road of Babilim for the princess's body to pass by. As everyone knew, she would be buried in the Sanctuary of Mount Mathis. This was also the most appropriate place in the hearts of the people-their beloved princess would forever sleep in the gentle eyes of the great mother, Damgarnuna. The funeral procession extended all the way to the north gate. With the melodious and gentle accompaniment of Bareg-Lila and Palmd-Lute and the solemn and stirring elegy sung by Garat, the princess's body slowly passed through the north gate under the escort of the convoy and left Babilim.
The people on both sides of the road spontaneously sang along with the song, and tears fell one after another. Not only for the princess who died at such a young age, but also for their beloved king. After losing his wife and daughter one after another, he was completely alone.
At this moment, King Ning Lu walked up to the altar and gave a speech to the crowd." O great people of Sinar, thank you for being by my side today and helping me through such a sad day. Princess Ninthar is my only daughter. She is a gift from the heavens: She was kind, simple, noble, and talented. She would have been your future queen, a queen who loved her people like me. However, the dispute between Rexian, Ninawa, Rehebo, and the four kingdoms of Jala had buried this young and warm soul."Now, our country has lost a future great queen. This is the pain and loss of the country. We should turn hostility into friendship in order to commemorate Ninsar and also to symbolize peace and unity. In the center of the capital, Babilim, a memorial tower was built. Always send Princess Ninthar's name!』
Everyone present felt their blood boil. At this moment, countless people made up their minds. They would give up their personal interests and give up everything for the memorial tower of Ninsar.
Babilim's army had gathered the defeated soldiers of the four kingdoms in Ashur's land. King Nimlu had demoted the kings of the four kingdoms to marquises. Thus, King Nimlu, who had five cities under his control, became the true lord of the world. Just like that, the construction of Babilim Tower began. On the foundation of this square platform, a multi-layered platform was built, and the area gradually decreased from bottom to top. Sun-baked bricks formed the core of the tower, while baked bricks formed the surface structure of the tower. Just like what Ning Lu had asked him to do last time, the tower had to be sturdy and sturdy, and it had to reach a certain height at a very fast speed.
Soon, men, women, and children on the ground volunteered to participate. Wizards and warlocks contributed their abilities, scholars contributed their architectural knowledge, rich people contributed their gold, silver, and treasures, farmers and shepherds contributed their food, young men contributed their labor force, and women contributed their attentive housework and care. Everyone in Sinna was pious and sorrowful, contributing their strength to the memory of Princess Ninthar. Soon, resources began to run out, and food began to run out, but people continued to work.
The Tower of Heaven rose from the ground at an astonishing speed, quickly breaking through a thousand cubic feet. However, they did not stop because they had to rush to the date set by the king: The tower was capped before the memorial service a month after Princess Ninthar's death.
On the morning before the completion of the tower, King Ninglu led his guards up Mount Mathis. He stepped into the Sanctum alone, which was now Ninsar's graveyard. On the day of the princess's burial, he blindfolded the coffin bearers and personally directed them to put the princess's body into a wide room in the temple. Today, he came here again. He slowly walked into the tomb. In a crystal coffin on a stone platform, the princess was wearing a holy white dress and lying inside. She was still as beautiful and dignified as ever. She placed her hands on her abdomen and held the flowers as if she was asleep.
Ning Lu moved the lid of the coffin away and touched the princess's cold face with both hands." My dear daughter, you've worked hard. Then, he took out a small bottle that was glowing with white light and dripped a drop of water that was shining on the princess 'forehead. The liquid soon seeped into the princess's pale skin, and it soon regained its ruddy color. It was the poison extracted from the leaves of the black azalea and the remaining pine oil that was originally used for burial in the Holy Region. It was a method that the eye had taught him more than ten years ago to temporarily preserve a person's soul and put his body in a state of suspended animation.
The princess gently opened her eyes and saw her father with tears in his eyes. She asked,"" Dad, did we succeed?』
King Ninglu held his daughter tightly in his arms, crying and trembling as he replied," Oh, Ninthar, my good daughter... It's all over, everything will be fine..."
A few days later, the agreed date arrived. People from all over Sinatha had gathered in the capital city to attend the completion ceremony of the memorial tower, which was also the first ceremony after the death of the princess. At this time, the tower had reached the clouds. Even from the clouds above Mount Mathis, one could clearly see its top. Therefore, people named it Ettoman Anji, which meant 'the foundation of heaven and earth'. When everyone came to the top of it, which was the third layer above the clouds, they really realized how small the surrounding houses and buildings were. There was even a child riding on his father's shoulder, pointing at the sky and saying," If I accidentally pierce the sky here, will soil, brass, or iron fall?』
Not long after, King Ninglu appeared in front of everyone. He thanked all the citizens for coming and then presided over the opening ceremony. A statue of Enlil was finally placed on the platform at the top of the tower. It was the first time everyone saw the embossed of this huge eye, and they were very puzzled. King Sinna then said,"Gentlemen, this statue of the All-Seeing Eye is to commemorate: Since ancient times, under the protection of Eya and Damganunna, countless lives from all corners of the world have gathered in the Land of Sinna. We have overcome one problem after another and created countless wealth and happiness. Today, we use our strength and methods to commemorate Ninsar. At the same time, we will dedicate this tower to the messenger of Eya, Enlil, who is also this eye. He was the one I met every time in the Sanctuary, and he conveyed the instructions of Eya and Damganunna to me. We should be grateful for everything he has done! We are grateful for the suffering he has endured for us again and again! "Thank you for bringing us such beautiful lives and memories…" Ning Lu couldn't help but shed tears as he spoke.
Everyone present looked at each other, not knowing what this meant. The ceremony lasted until evening. A red light began to flash in the sky, followed by a huge roar that resounded across the earth. People screamed and pointed in the direction of Mount Nemrut on the plateau. Thick smoke covered half the sky, and volcanic ash began to quickly hit Shinawatra.
Don't panic! Please stay on this high ground. King Ninlu comforted those who had instinctively fled and ordered the guards to seal off the stairs leading down. After a while, the crowd calmed down a little, but they were still shouting in fear. Soon, dark gray smoke mixed with rocks and minerals engulfed half of Babilim City. Lava and hot mudflows rolled in from afar. The soldiers who maintained order had everyone cover their mouths and noses, squat down or lie on the ground, waiting for the final judgment of fate to arrive. The falling lava fragments hit the surroundings of the tower, but because of the tower's height, only a few of them fell to the top of the tower. At this moment, the ground shook violently. The high-temperature smoke turned the houses on the ground into a sea of fire. Everything on the ground was covered in a layer of gray, but the sturdy tower still stood tall.
After an unknown period of time, the volcano finally quieted down. The terrifying sound gradually weakened, leaving only the burning city crackling. At this moment, everyone stood up. Ning Lu slowly got up from the ground. Seeing that most of the people were still alive, he smiled happily and stood in front of Enlil's statue with his eyes closed, thanking him from the bottom of his heart. The people of Sinadi gathered around their king.
When Ning Lu saw this, he sighed,"Finally, we're saved!" He then called out a girl hiding behind the statue, asked her to take off her hat, and introduced her to everyone with relief. This is our princess! Ninsar! Everything was saved, thank the heavens! Thank you for everything…"
"Liar! someone suddenly shouted.
"Liar! Liar! More and more people began to echo.
" This is impossible…" Ning Lu muttered in a low voice. He looked at the crowd in horror, but the cheers he expected did not come. The people stared at him with ashen faces and walked forward.
Ning Lu quickly looked around and said,"Guards!" Guards!』
However, the guards ignored his call. At this moment, the people were getting closer and closer, completely surrounding the father and daughter.
Note:
Balag-Lyre, Ancient Sumerian Harp
Pamdle-Lute, Ancient Sumerian Small Bow
Gala, Sumerian clergy musician. He sang laments with the harp during funerals and mourning ceremonies.
[All-Seeing Eye: The Eye of Destiny, the Eye of Providence, the Eye of Providence, the Eye of Reason, the Eye of Logos, the All-Seeing Eye]
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