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Cornerstone
‘The Foundation’

Page 1 – 5 panels
Panel 1:
Wide panoramic view of the Great Pyramids of Egypt as they look today. The sun shone bright on the horizon and caused the monoliths to cast long shadows across the desert.
Caption:
My life began here, in ancient Egypt during the building of the pyramids.
Panel 2:
Another long panel showing the Sphinx as it stands today.
Caption:
Thousands of years ago, during the 20-year-long construction, hundreds of tons of stone were hauled and fitted into place.
Panel 3:
Closer in on the Sphinx as an eagle flew overhead, silhouetted against the sun.
Caption:
Though I witnessed the building, I was cast aside in its construction. Actively seeking to aid in the historical undertaking, yet denied the right. Not fit to be even a slave.
Panel 4:
Aerial view of the entire Giza structure including the buildings and smaller pyramids around the largest one.
Caption:
I knew this would be remembered for all of time. Yet here I sat, forced to watch and be forgotten. Such was my fate.
Panel 5:
Closeup of the bird as its eye seemed to look back at the reader.
Caption:
Oh, how I longed to contribute. Even as the slaves toiled endlessly, met with only the whip and more work, I still wanted nothing more than to join them and their god-king in their pyramid.

Page 2 – 6 panels
A group of emaciated slaves toiled away at carving stones and other tasks. They looked ragged and beaten into a stupor of compliance.
Caption:
I pitied and envied the slaves, both at once. For me, it was my impurities that disqualified me for the great task. Royalty had mixed with a base element and a common bastard was made. In those days, one such as this held no value even as a slave.
Panel 2:
One slave collapsed under the weight of a large pile of lumber he carried up a steep slope.
Caption:
Their names would be forgotten with the structure they built, bearing no record of their involvement. Their families would know though. Their families would pass stories down through millenia of their forefathers’ work erecting this wonder.
Panel 3:
Another slave tried to help the man up as a slave-master walked towards them with a whip.
Caption:
The honor of giving everything one owned to a worthy cause. It was something I could only fantasize about.
Panel 4:
The slave-master cracked his whip towards the man who had fallen, startling the one who came to his aid and making him fall backwards.
Caption:
My cause was not a worthy one. I was to sit watch, unmoving and ungiving in my duty to observe the great undertaking. If I shed a tear at their pain, or mine, then no one saw.
Panel 5:
The slave-master had an infuriated scowl on his face as his hand came down. He was beating the slave but only the master can be seen in this panel with his arm swinging downward.
Caption:
The only desire that burned hotter than the interruption of those beatings, was the one to insert myself into the slaves’ bondage. A truer paradox had never existed.
Panel 6:
A slave looked up into the sun, with glassy eyes, patches of hair on his head and cracked, dry skin. The ball of light illuminated his face.
Caption:
And in 20 years, the Great Pyramid of Khufu was completed. A monument to their pharaoh and a headstone for the slaves. The people believed the Pharaohs to be Gods or at least direct descendants of Gods. Divine nonetheless. The day great Khufu gazed at his pyramid, a God wept for the first time.

Page 3 – 2 panels
Panel 1:
A large widescreen cinematic type panel of the Giza Pyramids, finished with capstone and outer layer intact. It was smooth and flat on all three sides and almost had a sheen to it in the sun. The entire population of Egypt was now gathered at the base, in front of it.
Caption:
A testament to the world.
Pane 2:
The pharoah knelt, tears streaming down his face as he grasped a battered stone while trying to keep from falling face-first into the desert. Tears dripped from his cheeks.
Caption:
The god-king cried for three hours. Even his royal physicians could not explain how his body was not shriveled from dehydration. Divinity has its’ secrets.

Page 4 – 6 panels
Panel 1:
Overhead shot of an oasis. A pool of water is surrounded by palm trees and shrubbery.
Caption:
The years passed, thousands of them. An oasis had grown where the great Pharaoh Khufu had wept. It was not long for this world.
Panel 2:
The oasis was now destroyed. The shrubbery lay on the ground away from the pond. All the water had been draining out of it thru a small channel dug in the sand. A stone can be seen in the middle of the area where the water once was.
Caption:
Then, they found me.
Panel 3:
The stone, which still had small streamlets of water coming from its pores, was being carried on the back of a wagon which left a small trail of wet sand behind it.
Caption:
I am the stone that the builder refused. The tears of the god-king whispered promises of great power within me to the alchemists and transmogrifies.
Panel 4:
A fire roared inside a furnace as a crucible sat on a metal grate, glowing cherry red.
Caption:
My impurities were burned away and the divine essence of Pharoah Khufu was the resultant remains.
Panel 5:
The smith poured the molten slag into a mold.
Caption:
That essence, along with the oxides, base minerals and elements inside, were molded into the only thing mankind could use to compensate for its own frailty.
Panel 6:
The smith pounded a red hot sword with a hammer as sparks flew off it.
Caption:
A sword. A weapon. At last I had found purpose and meaning as the spirit of Pharaoh Khufu churned inside, yearning to direct the affairs of men once again.

Page 5: 2 panels
Panel 1:
Several splash images in one large panel:

The sword was held by Moses as he split the sea. Then, a roman soldier stabbed Jesus in the side with a spear. A muslim warrior held a sickled version of the sword and a bleeding red cross can be seen behind him. A cowboy is shooting a six shooter. Hitler’s silhouette held his hand in his familiar salute as the iron swastika stood predominately behind him. The pope held a staff up with his familiar hat, easily seen. And lastly, scientists look over a small container of plain metal holding a radioactive isotope as it glowed green thru the glass window.
Caption: (different text boxes)
I became the foundation upon which all of your men of power, your discoveries, your battles, and your wars were structured. I was formed and reformed again and again. Each time, into a weapon, or a symbol, or as a means to an end. Throughout history, your leaders and thinkers have used me to control it all. I’ve seen and caused the rise and fall of nations and changed the course of your history too many times to count.
Panel 2:
Normal shot of the stone as it originally was, porous with chips missing and a few visible cracks.
Caption:
Then, I was the stone that the builder refused. Now, I am the cornerstone.

The End

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