Chapter 63 - 59 Book of Kings and Prophets
King Yarlessto adored poetry, relished in half-true, half-fictitious legends, and cherished every transformation that occurred in the Logos Mortal World...
The King would often stand at the altar atop the mountain, gazing down upon the Logos Kingdom. In two hundred years, people had ceased living in crude wooden huts; instead, they had erected row upon row of lengthy houses using bricks and stones. Countless murals had spread throughout the streets and alleys as the Kingdom flourished, and bustling markets were brightly lit all through the night.
The people of Logos no longer relied on hunting for survival, nor did they need to become either a Hunter or a Priest upon reaching adulthood.
Thus, professions such as stonemasons, coppersmiths, farmers, butchers, and so forth, had emerged from the original society, and with them, poetry, script, rituals... all sprouted beautiful buds as bright proofs of a splendid civilization.
The wise Elders who originally held power, under the guise of civilization, constructed early moral concepts of civilization and transformed into governing Nobles.
If the founders of Logos civilization were God, the Prophet, and the malevolent former King, then King Yarlessto was building a magnificent edifice of civilization upon that foundation.
The Kingdom grew increasingly prosperous. The wise Elders, who had become Nobles, unceasingly extolled King Yarlessto. The Priests in the Pattern Garden held the son of the Prophet in even higher respect, and poems about the King filled the Kingdom, day and night singing praises of his and his father’s famous names.
King Yarlessto took pride in his achievements.
"King, the history book you commanded to be compiled has now been carved,"
The Elders kneeled on the ground and reported to King Yarlessto.
King Yarlessto slowly rose from the throne; over the years, he had developed an awe-inspiring presence even when not angry.