characters of Byblos. They baptized this innovation alphabet, a name now used to define the new form of writing.
This had greatly facilitated commercial contact among differing peoples. The Egyptian system had required much space and a great deal of ability to draw the ideas, as well as profound understanding to interpret them; it had been imposed on conquered nations but had not survived the decline of the empire. The system of Byblos, however, was spreading rapidly through the world, and it no longer depended on the economic might of Phoenicia for its adoption.
The method of Byblos, with the Greek adaptation, had pleased the traders of the various nations; as had been the case since ancient times, it was they who decided what should remain in history and what would disappear with the death of a given king or a given person. Everything indicated that the Phoenician invention was destined to become the common language of business, surviving its navigators, its kings, its seductive princesses, its wine makers, its master glassmakers.
"Will God disappear from words?" the woman asked.
"He will continue in them," Elijah replied. "But each person will be responsible before Him for whatever he writes."
She took from the sleeve of her garment a clay tablet with something written on it.
"What does that mean?" Elijah asked.
"It's the word love."
Elijah took the tablet in his hands, not daring to ask why she had given it to him. On that piece of clay, a few scratches summed up why the stars continued in the heavens and why men walked the earth.
He tried to return it to her, but she refused.
"I wrote it for you. I know your responsibility, I know that one day you will have to leave, and that you will become an enemy of my country because you wish to do away with Jezebel. On that day, it may come to pass that I shall be at your side, supporting you in your task. Or it may come to pass that I fight against you, for Jezebel's blood is the blood of my country; this word that you hold in your hands is filled with mystery. No one can know what it awakens in a woman's heart, not even prophets who speak with God."
"I know the word that you have written," said Elijah, storing the tablet in a fold of his cape. "I have struggled day and night against it, for, although I do not know what it awakens in a woman's heart, I know what it can do to a man. I have the courage to face the king of Israel, the princess of Sidon, the Council of Akbar, but that one word - love - inspires deep terror in me. Before you drew it on the tablet, your eyes had already seen it written in my heart."
They fell silent. Despite the Assyrian's death, the climate of tension in the city, the call from the Lord that could occur at any moment - none of this was as powerful as the word she had written.
Elijah held out his hand, and she took it. They remained thus until the sun hid itself behind the Fifth Mountain.
"Thank you," she said as they returned. "For a long time I had desired to spend the hours of sunset with you."
When they arrived home, an emissary from the governor was waiting for him. He asked Elijah to come with him immediately for a meeting.
"YOU REPAID MY SUPPORT with cowardice," said the governor. "What should I do with your life?"
"I shall not live a second longer than the Lord desires," replied Elijah. "It is He who decides, not you."
The governor was surprised at Elijah's courage.
"I can have you decapitated at once. Or have you dragged through the streets of the city, saying that you brought a curse upon our people," he said. "And that would not be a decision of your One God."
"Whatever my fate, that is what will happen. But I want you to know I did not flee; the commander's soldiers kept me away. He wants war and will do everything to achieve it."
The governor decided to waste no more time on that pointless discussion. He had to explain his plan to the Israelite prophet.
"It's not the commander who wishes war; like a good military man he is aware that his army is smaller and inexperienced and that it will be decimated by the enemy. As a man of honor, he knows he risks causing shame to his descendants. But his heart has been