“My God sent his angel, and he shut the mouths of the lions. They have not hurt me, because I was found innocent in his sight. Nor have I ever done any wrong before you, O king.” (Daniel 6:22, NIV)
Moonlight sprinkled on the golden manes of the ferocious beasts. Blood from previous victims painted the walls and bones laid scattered on the stone floor.
The lions lifted their snouts to devour the scent of the old man standing in the middle of them. His hands were raised to Heaven as he prayed in tongues that these Kings could not decipher.
As the night wore on, Daniel continue to pray, but the creatures remained docile. And their mouths stayed closed.
As morning light glinted upon the fur of the sleeping lions, the old man knew his God had saved him.
100 words/Genre: Biblical Fiction
Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers. I’ve been out of the game for a long time because I’ve been lazy and not very inspired. The last two weeks have found me excited to write again. I hope you like the story. Please know that I expect criticism and kudos. Or just plain old criticism. Have a great day everyone. xoxoxoxoxox