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Sign and the Seal: The Quest for the Lost Ark of the Covenant [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Social Science)
  • Author:  Hancock, Graham
  • Author:  Hancock, Graham
  • ISBN-10:  0671865412
  • ISBN-10:  0671865412
  • ISBN-13:  9780671865412
  • ISBN-13:  9780671865412
  • Publisher:  Touchstone
  • Publisher:  Touchstone
  • Pages:  608
  • Pages:  608
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Oct-1993
  • Pub Date:  01-Oct-1993
  • SKU:  0671865412-11-MING
  • SKU:  0671865412-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100423700
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The fact of the Lost Ark of the Covenant is one of the grant historical mysteries of all time. To believers, the Ark is the legendary vesel holding the stone tablets of the Ten Commandments. The Bible contains hundreds of references to the Ark's power to level mountains, destroy armies, and lay waste to cities. The Ark itself, however, mysteriously disappears from recorded history sometime after the building of the Temple of Solomon.
After ten years of searching through the dusty archives of Europe and the Middle East, as well as braving the real-life dangers of a bloody civil war in Ethiopia, Graham Hancock has succeeded where scores of others have failed. This intrepid journalist has tracked down the true story behind the myths and legends -- revealing where the Ark is today, how it got there, and why it remains hidden.
Part fascinating scholarship and part entertaining adventure yarn, tying together some of the most intriguing tales of all time -- from the Knights Templar and Prester John to Parsival and the Holy Grail -- this book will appeal to anyone fascinated by the revelation of hidden truths, the discovery of secret mysteries.Chapter 1

Initiation: 1983

It was growing dark and the air of the Ethiopian highlands was chill when the monk appeared. Stooped and leaning on a prayer stick he shuffled towards me from the doorway of the sanctuary chapel and listened attentively as I was introduced to him. Speaking in Tigrigna, the local language, he then sought clarification through my interpreter about my character and my motives: from which country had I come, what work did I do there, was I a Christian, what was it that I wanted from him?

I answered each of these questions fully, squinting through the gloom as I talked, trying to make out the details of my inquisitor's face. Milky cataracts veiled his small sunken eyes and deep lines furrowed his black skin. He was bearded and probably toothless -- for although his voice wlóT

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