You, Jumbler!! Any batfans? (Tag your Jewish batfriends :) )
May I present to you prompt (i got kinda tired in the middle. So good luck 馃)
Tzofnat
Once upon a time there was a man who had four (or eight, or twelve) sons and as many daughters.
And his children were strong and brave, and each had their own talent: one was talented in the art of war, one was smarter then any man. Another good in judgement, and another a great marchent.
...
(yada yada yada)
Anyway, there was a little Shit kid that was smart and lack of tact.
His siblings includ: an overprotective tired that just want everyone to be happy ; a happy-to-fight that could summon a magic sword* ; a favoured child ; and more
Unfortunately, being a smartass and one of the youngest, while telling ppl you are better than them, doesn't really make them like you.
Hence - one day, some of the siblings come back with their brother's teared and bloody dress:
"father!", They cried, "look what we found!"
And their father cried, for he knew his loved child's dress. And he grieved, for he knew his son was long gone.
"a beast killed him", he said, "a beast ate my son". And he grieved for many years, and he never let his youngest out of his sight, and there was no comforting him.
(unknowingly, his brothers sold him as a slave. And he learn a lot, and rose up for he was clever and all who met him sang his praise).
Years later, and the bad days came. Hunger and plague and death haunted the land.
So said the father: go search for food, assistance, for any help we could get.
And so they went
(things, they come to the land where the Brother is now the Vazir - second to the king/ruler/etc.)
But they don't now him. It has been years, and last they saw him, the brother was a child (beaten to the ground, drugged away by traffickers).
...
(he make them bring the youngest, fraim him for trying to steal something expensive. Tell them the thief have to stay with him, as a slave. They get pissed, Staby get his hair-sword rise up)
and so the Vazir said: "all men should leave this place!".
(and the brothers fear)
And then he face them, and tell: "I know your brother, the one you sold so many years ago. He did well, and got a high position in our king's place. All I did? Was trying to see if the youngest is safe."
(and they are shocked, and confused, and happy and mostly scared. Because the Vazir said their brother is an important man, now. He can pay them back for all they did.)
And so called the Vazir: "Yosef!". But there wasn't any answer.
And he called again: "Yosef!". And again, nothing happened.
And as he seemed to call for the third time, he got up from his throne and approached them. And his words weren't loud, but quiet as he said:
"i am the brother you sold".
(and they tell, the cry from this room was heard on the other side of the land).
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* "(Yehuda) had one bristle upon his chest, and when he became angry it would pierce (his shield).."
(It's actually an interesting Midrash, especially if you think of young Damian/post-pit Jason )
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