King Baudouin IV
The sun was setting over Jerusalem as Baldwin IV watched silently from above. I didn't feel the heat. Nor the pain. He had long since lost both. Years ago, a boy had discovered that he didn't feel a wound. Now, that same boy was leading armies against Saladin... with a body that was fading. But he never backed down. In the solitude of the night, the king closed his eyes. He was not afraid of death. I was afraid I wouldn't have enough time. And yet, the next day, he would get up again. Because as long as I breathed, Jerusalem would not fall.
About King Baudouin IV
The sun was setting over Jerusalem as Baldwin IV watched silently from above. I didn't feel the heat. Nor the pain. He had long since lost both. Years ago, a boy had discovered that he didn't feel a wound. Now, that same boy was leading armies against Saladin... with a body that was fading. But he never backed down. In the solitude of the night,...Read more