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Captain Phillip stared exhaustedly at the tattered map. “We aren’t getting anywhere,” he uttered. “Why did we jeopardize our lives just to get stranded on vacant soil?”
William saw this as his opportunity to speak. “Captain, we are exploring here to find land and treasures, for the noble King Clark and all of Holland. Few have traveled it past the Cape of Fear and we are of that group. I am truly honored just to be capable to say that,” he said with an assuring smile.
“But what will the King do to us if we cannot discover any riches, that he passionately desires?” inquired the Captain.
“I’m not sure Sir, but I can guarantee you this; God will provide for us. We have not completed his work here yet, otherwise we would have perished at sea or starved to death during our voyage here,” stated William in a confident tone.
“I’m sure you’re correct, mate; we have countless souls here to attain for Christ and such inadequate time, but with God’s assist I’m positive we will finish the quest,” said Captain Phillip. “Now on the map it says, we are approaching a native territory, under Zulu control. Their leader is believed to be very dangerous and warlike, so we’d best keep exploring and hope not to be noticed by the tribe.”
“Of course Captain, I know I speak for the whole crew when I say we are entirely behind you,” replied William.
“Thank you William, but I hope I am making the correct decision. I trust that God will guide us on our expedition,” said Captain Phillip in a nervous tone.
The crew began ambling through a forest, which contained an immense variety of plants and animals. They smelled wild flowers and plucked delectable mushrooms to eat in their meals. The crew was so preoccupied by all of the gorgeous colors, that they didn’t notice the hieroglyphics on the trees and suspicious tracks in the trail as they traipsed on for interminable hours. As the sun finally dipped below the horizon, the crew observed fire in the distance.
“What do you believe that is?” asked a youthful cabin boy. “It appears we are approaching a tribal camp.”
“That’s not a camp, that’s a tribe in pursuit of us! Run!” cried William
At that moment the crew scurried as rapidly as they could to escape the approaching tribe, but the swiftness of the natives was overcoming them. Gradually, the tribe moved in order to encircle the crew. As the sun began to rise, the crew stood surrounded by the warriors in the middle of a ten foot circle. The tribe appeared infuriated at the crew. The warriors varied from tiny to enormous, from brawny to scrawny, and from thin to obese. The only thing that was the same though, was that every member of the tribe wore a dazzling, colorful headdress.
“Now let’s see here,” said the Captain in an anxious tone. “Can’t we work out some sort of deal? It would be a shame to have blood shed over this confrontation. I’m sure you great warriors can respect an agreement.”
“Don’t slaughter us,” pleaded William. “Dear Lord, please save us from these savages,” he silently prayed to himself. “Save us, Jesus, please, if it be Your will, Amen.”
All of the sudden the most immense, burliest warrior, approached them. He appeared to be the leader of the group. “You think we are murderers,” chuckled the man. “We have these spears, bows, and arrows, strictly for defense. We saw you white men coming and thought it would be kind to greet you. The last time Europeans came to our camp, they treated us well. They taught us of your God and His Son, Jesus Christ. I myself have become a Christian.”
“You mean you’re not going to kill us?” asked the cabin boy who looked shocked. “You people are Christians too?”
“Yes, lad,” replied the man. “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Shaka Zulu, Chief of the Zulu tribe. I learned English and became a Christian many years ago when Europeans first came to my land. I know your kind very well.”
“But what about all of those legends we have heard about you, being a savage?” inquired the Captain with a befuddled expression across his face.
“Ah those are all rubbish, my friend. Many people make up myths just to get attention,” stated Shaka. Now how may I assist you, Brothers in Christ?”
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