Isabella came slowly awake, dusting the cobwebs off her blasted memory. She hadn't been feeling so well over the past several thousand years. Augh!
What was that with its nose in her face!? Get out of here, you stinky creature! Llamas, llamas, everywhere! Get out, out, out!
This country of hers was too small, too sickly, and too weak. Did they not understand that they were the rightful rulers of the world? The chosen race?
Superior to all others?
This land needed a monument, a great symbol of their power and superiority. What was that they were training in Leningrad, an animal carer???? Stop! Now! Don't you stupid people understand? She quickly ordered them to build a great temple, one that would inspire people to be great for thousands of years to come. Hmm, how could she make it build faster? We must know how to work bronze, so we can chop forests to speed the work. She quickly ordered both cities to emphasize science.
One of her scouts comes upon another of those painted popinjays that call themselves
leaders. Ha! The nerve of her! So she considers herself beautiful, eh? She obviously does not understand that Spain is the finest civilization of the world, and therefore its leader must be the most beautiful. Ha! The nerve of that woman!
In 1600 B.C. She notices that SaLLAMAnca has completed a granary. They try to sneak past her authority and build some thing they call an obelisk, but she will have none of it. She immediately orders them to start stacking huge stone blocks in a rather odd shape. She doesn't know what it's good for, but her advisors tell her it will be revered for many years. She herself secretly suspects that it is some sort of pagan ritual connected to those, those
animals, but if it causes her to be more revered, well, then, she won't stand in the way.
One day, an odd-looking man with a stoop and burn marks on his hand is brought to her. He claims to have discovered how to shape this shiny thing he calls bronze into useful tools. She immediately has him make axes for her workers and they set to work chopping trees to help build her beautiful wonders. She also declares a state of slavery. If she can whip her people, maybe they will work harder. No?
In 1360 B.C. This new fellow Peter tells her she is not as foolish as she looks! These insulting buffoons get on her nerves sometimes.
Disgruntled, she goes to bed, already wondering why she is not so anxious to finish those wonders.