Previously on the Chosen People.

Do not have any other gods before me.

Lightning split the sky, lighting the darkened world around them, and thunder shook the ground again.

Aaron spied more than one burly man buckled at the knees. He turned and saw a warrior

wetting his tunic in fear. Arran had never seen any god, Egyptian or otherwise do the things

his god could do. But he had often wondered where these foreign gods fell in this divine hierarchy,

or even if they truly existed, if they ever had at all.

It was now unmistakable that the God they followed into the Willness reigned above them all.

Do not make an idol for yourself, whether in the shape of anything in the heavens above, the earth below, or the waters under the earth.

My God! You are the God of our fathers, of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.

The one who has brought us from our misery in Egypt. Your servant and your people stand before you.

Moses, my servant, come to me on the mountain.

Moses looked back at his brother and the other elders.

Aaron's heart began to race with questions.

Would Moses be safe?

When would he return?

What would become of him when he entered the fray?

Moses, sensing his brother's anxiety, turned to him and nodded.

See you soon, brother.

Aaron opened his mouth to speak,

but for once he was at a loss for words.

He simply nodded and watched the two figures begin to climb,

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