I want to invite you to imagine with me that Deborah was a military commander from here on. Let’s dive into it:
(Happening under the palm of Deborah)
Deborah: Please report the situation first commander?
Barak: Jabin has dominated northern Israel for twenty years. I say enough is enough!
Deborah: Let’s stick to facts commander …
“Please give me a little water to drink for I’m thirsty.” He responded. Jael being the hospitable housewife she was, offered him milk instead, and covered him with a blanket. Disarming him…
My idea of women spies comes from Russian espionage movies. The women are portrayed as professional, intelligent, foreign and mysterious, and stunningly beautiful, to achieve seduction. Agent Delilah, so-called, was a perfect fit for this role and so she was specifically selected.
After being forced to play the board, let’s see how Esther would fair at a game of chess.
We are in the Persian empire: the most powerful kingdom in the world. So, it follows that its king is the most powerful man in the world, right? What about its queen? I would assume, most powerful woman.
Have you ever attended a masquerade? Bet you have. If you have not, in simple terms, you have to dress up in a costume and have a mask on. There’s an invite, a party, a dance
What’s your favourite flower? Do you have a flower vase at home?
There’s a wise saying from where I come from: ‘msiba wa kujitakia hauna kilio’ meaning, the demise of your own making, doesn’t require tears…
“I think you should explore and meet other people.” He spoke. “Okay. Why would I do that?” Nora asked. “It will be good for you.” He went on and on and on about it. Nora sat there in as much confusion as she started this whole thing in.
Here’s the last part of the short story about Nora, the phantom and the fantasy.
(In the morning) Her heart was rioting when she picked up her phone to see, “Hey beautiful.” Golden, she sprung up and without delay she responded back, “Hey handsome”. And that was how their conversation began.
…She started the message…I’m sorry I lied to you…she deleted and started again. I hope you can forgive me for what I’m about to say…deleted again, started again.
Find out what happened here. Enjoy the read 🤗
Guys! My heart almost dropped when I saw my ID in my hand! I couldn’t believe it, so I frisked myself again and again. I’m nervously looking around and thinking, “what if I just run? I hate running, and there’s security. I can’t outrun that guy.” He looked pretty fit.