Some fifty years before, the young emperor, Menelek XIV, was ambitious. He knew that a great world lay across the waters far to the north of his capital. Once he had crossed the desert and looked out upon the blue sea that was the northern boundary of his dominions.
There lay another world to conquer. Menelek busied himself with the building of a great fleet, though his people were not a maritime race. His army crossed into Europe. It met with little resistance, and for fifty years his soldiers had been pushing his boundaries farther and farther toward the north.
"The yellow men from the east and north are contesting our rights here now," said the colonel, "but we shall win--we shall conquer the world, carrying Christianity to all the benighted heathen of Europe, and Asia as well."
"You are a Christian people?" I asked. strap-on adult toys
He looked at me in surprise, nodding his head affirmatively.
"I am a Christian," I said. "My people are the most powerful on earth."
He smiled, and shook his head indulgently, as a father to a child who sets up his childish judgment against that of his elders. sasha grey deep throat