Exodus: Doctorate

A Story by Abishai100

A calculating disguised Martian/Egyptologist 'dares' two Bostonians to an estate-gamesmanship to warrant a 'race' date.

A society fable of adventurous gamesmanship, inspired by some of the civilization hyperbole-and-vanities 'thematics' from Gods of Egypt, which I hope you like,

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This is a tale of Egyptian myth/proportion involving the sale of a special baseball-card treasure symbolizing some of the commerce-life Ego 'intrigue' in the Homeland in the post-9/11 era, but it concerns not only two 'dashing' American Asian citizens of Boston (New England), Harvard-grads, but also a Martian disguised as an Egyptologist and living in a coastal New England mansion, drawing the two young men in a daring 'Ancient Aliens' drawing of great fun (or mystery). Follow along!

ENDYMION: Settled in New England; in my estate as an Egyptologist; ties to university; waiting for these two young 'challengers' to my throne; enjoying the design(s) of social-media surfing (hmm).

The Martian, an eerie 'being' of psychic powers, lured the two young Harvard grads who'd been creating an online cyber-chess society and homeschooling project following graduation, Amlan/Raki. The two musketeers, Amlan/Raki, were unnerved when the Martian (Endymion) 'insisted' he was an alien disguised as an Egyptologist and sought a special home-entertainment 'mind-game challenge' inside his mansion-estate in New England worth its weight in Egyptian gold (wow).

ENDYMION: As you see me (Amlan/Raki), this is a modern Earth of great conveniences-IQ and chess-commerce and treasure-securities interests, which is why I seek this home-game entertainment challenge (carrom) while you showcase me your special baseball-card treasure (Topps?) to determine if this New England 'town' of consumerism/social-media is truly worth a 'race pardoning' so I'd exile myself to the ocean-abyss as a non-warlike 'Egyptologist elf' (hmm).

Amlan/Raki noted that when they entered the New England estate of Endymion the 'Egyptologist/Martian' outside Boston, his darling-boy (son) who was obviously a Martian also disguised as a humanoid, using magical powers, was playing the home billiards-like tabletop finger-strike pocket-piece target-contest game from Asia known as Carrom, which Amlan was ironically quite good at since he was trained as a young boy in Bihar/India (wow).

ENDYMION: You're quite good at this table-game, Amlan.

AMLAN: Thanks, Endymion; I like using the strike-pieces in corner-diagonal.

ENDYMION: Shots for slick aim showcasing and smooth play, eh?
AMLAN: The 'style' of an Artful Dodger, right, and it's fun to talk about it on social-media.

ENDYMION: Perhaps you'll mention me in one of your carrom-posts.

AMLAN: Only if you agree social-media works for deeds (ha).

RAKI: Thanks, Endymion (so much!) for your Boston-hospitality/charms, and to your darling 'alien-boy' for this carrom-entreaty and we hope to think (fondly!) of you as we create future social-media work(s) regarding inventive forms of modern home education/entertainment; please forget about our race-contact(s); and we wish you 'good' deliverance on your self-chosen ocean-exile dramatics (ha).

ENDYMION: I've consented to this 'commercial plan' after Amlan/Raki impressed me with their 'slick' carrom and cards showcase in my mansion (New England) and will (indeed!) seek that ocean-exile (now) and perhaps think of this musketeer 'achievement' (Amlan/Raki) in my hieroglyphic memoirs of civilization-distances (hmm).