The Manger
Chipping away, the stonemason wiped sweat from his forehead. Another hot day as he lifts large pieces of stone and places them together molding and shaping with fire. More orders were waiting. "There are always people needing our work", he thought. "At least this one is easy, and doesn't have to be perfect. It's just for animals to feed out of". He continues to work as fast as he can knowing this feeding trough wasn't special, it just serves a purpose - nourish the animals. After several hours, he finishes the order and delivers it to a small Inn on the edge of town. There's not much room in the stable, but it holds enough space to house the few animals that belong to the Inn Keepers. As they placed the feed trough in the stable room, they fill it with water and move on to the next project. They would've never understood that they were actually building an alter that day. That soon, a king would be placed on this stone trough and allow himself ...