KIDS STORY: A lion from Daniels Den

DANIEL 6

I remember that night well, though all nights in the den were dark and thick with the scent of fear. The others and I had been restless, prowling our stone prison in circles, our instincts sharpened by hunger. Then, the iron doors groaned open, and the guards pushed in a lone man.

I was alert immediately, as were my brothers. We were used to men tossed to us as punishment for crimes, a spectacle for the king’s pleasure. But this man… he was different. Instead of trembling or pleading, he walked to the center of the den, calm, almost serene. His eyes, kind but steady, looked over us without a flicker of fear.

One of my brothers let out a low growl, more out of habit than hunger. The man knelt and began to murmur softly, his voice a gentle rhythm, steady and sure. It was then that I felt it: a warmth spreading through the den, something stronger than fear, something gentler than threat. It settled over us like a soft night mist, and one by one, my brothers lowered their heads, the rumbling of their hunger quieting. I found myself lying down too, as if some unseen hand had stilled the growling pit in my stomach.

All night, he stayed there, his eyes closed in quiet prayer. And all night, we watched, unthreatened, unthreatening. We felt no hunger, no rage, only a strange calm that flowed through our veins, stronger than any force we'd known. This man was not like others; he carried peace like a scent, and it wrapped around us like a blanket, thicker and softer than any stone walls around us.

When morning broke, I saw the doors open again, and the king himself stepped in, his face full of surprise. The man rose, turning to him with a quiet smile, unharmed, untouched. The guards stood frozen, and I met the king's wide eyes through the bars, seeing a trace of fear there, something I’d not seen in men before. 

As Daniel was led out of the den, I felt that strange peace lifting, leaving us with nothing but the faint, comforting memory of it. We lions, feared by all, were, for one night, conquered—not by chains, not by stones, but by the quiet spirit of a man who feared nothing at all.

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