Mary then spoke to Simon, "My dear one, I feel the child kicking inside me, and I fear I will not see him in glory. I will not see him shine. I will be here, upon this bank for the rest of my days, watching him sail away with his Father. I do not wish for you to suffer my complaints, but have you looked upon my figure? What a wretched woman I am! Had I felt this way before we left, I would not have come!” Mary took Simon by the hand, and said to him, "The sea going out reminds me of my Father and I miss my Father, though I have never seen His face."
Simon replied, "You shall see your Father's face and His Son come into His glory, I assure you. My promise is holy, just as your grief is holy. I make this promise not to stop your tears for they will come, I tell you because I speak not of my own but only from the One who carries my words, and you are the one who carries His Word. So, blessed be your tears, Mary. The only wretched thing would be if every single drop did not pass out of your eyes."
At this, Mary wept the whole night through until the tides came back upon the shore. They awoke to the morning star rising in the east, and before the sun had fully risen, they set out south once again.
Mary and Simon arrived at the gates of the City of Jerusalem. They had traveled from Nineveh, through Harran, Carchemish, Byblos, Sidon, and Samaria. Though the crosswrights had intercepted them at every turn, the blessings of the Lord kept the pair of them from harm through the tribulations. Their trip had taken considerable time. Nine moons had passed since the wellspring in Nineveh was dug. The child Mary’s hair had grown to length, and her stomach was incredibly swollen, so she felt no need to conceal herself as a male anymore, nor could she since her abdomen was so distended. Simon said to Mary, “You have blessed me; now I bless you,” and he blessed the child, and they both gave thanks to God.
Mary spoke to Simon, “I have grown tired, and I am weak, but most of all, I would say I am scared of the darkness for you, for this child within, and even for myself. The leaven of the crosswrights is weighing heavily upon me.”
And Simon said to the child, “It seems to me to be quite natural to be scared where we are standing. A man standing in such a place would be crushed under the weight of despair, but a child would likely feel even more certain of that outcome. But as for us, Mary, the reason we have come is granted by God. We are not crushed because of our faith.”
Mary asked, “What is the reason we have come, Simon? For I cannot remember, and even if I could, it could not pass from my lips without shame.”
Simon replied, “Then I shall remind us both, we have come to bring forth the truth. For the one you carry is not just the hope of us, but the hope of all, alive and dead. We go so that he may come and fulfill what is written of him.” Simon said no more to her, for he knew no words would comfort her. He ushered the child forwards, and they entered the City of Jerusalem. Mary wept.
The sons of Martha, Oriah and Elorion, immediately caught the gaze of Simon and Mary as they walked beyond the city gates. They ran to them, saying, “God bless you, Mary the child. We were housed with the unrighteous crosswrights, but our mother, Martha, came and spoke to us. Immediately, whatever words we spoke, would overcome them and they let us go to get away from the torment we caused them. We learned many things about the Lord during that time and when we saw the star over Nineveh, our eyes were opened fully. We set out for Jerusalem as quickly as we could to await your arrival. We have been preaching in the streets for 52 and a half days. Everyone here hates us, but they cannot overcome our words. You are safe here with us, Mary and Simon.” Oriah and Elorion gathered them into their house. The sons then drew up a bed of feathers in a room for Mary; she gave thanks to God and rested for three and a half days. On the night of the third day, Mary stood by the window expecting an angel to arrive to tell her it was time for the one she was carrying to be delivered. A beautiful angel arrived, glowing in the moonlight outside. A sudden peace came over Mary when she saw the angel, and she prayed, “May His will be done.” The angel was taken up to the heavens, and Mary rested soundly. The next morning, around the third hour, she gathered herself, and Simon led her to the center of Jerusalem, which is called the center of the world. There, Oriah and Elorion were preaching to a crowd that had gathered there.
“O Jerusalem, O Jerusalem. Make way for the coming of the Lord!” The crowd was offended and in sudden shock. They began hurling insults at the brothers, “Madmen!” “Heretics!” “Liars!” “Sons of the devil!”
Oriah and Elorion replied, “Brothers and sisters, gather unto us and listen! Repent, for the Lord is come. A child will be born. The dead shall rise. The dragon has come. Two stars will fall by the dragon's hands. The Lord is the child, and the child will bring out the dragon. The dragon will unleash a flood upon the Lord, but the Lord will triumph over the dragon. Then, the dragon will be thrown into the abyss. There will be a light that descends on the place where the dragon fell. Then the two stars will rise back up into the sky with the Lord. Brothers! Sisters! Repent! None of these events shall take place until the two stars fall. The Lord comes!”
The crowd was released to the devil to fulfill the prophetic word. The demonized crowd grabbed the two boys and stoned them to death. Their bodies were left in the middle of Jerusalem for all to see, a sign to the crosswrights that they had prevented the Antichrist from coming. Simon and Mary departed quickly from the crowd, unnoticed, and returned to the house of Oriah and Elorion.
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