Lamb's blood slicked the doorframes of Hebrew homes, all openings shuttered and doors firmly closed in anticipation of the devastating plague that would claim all the first-born sons. Parents held precious first-borns close to their bosoms, praying desperately to God that He would see the lamb's blood and spare their children.
The entire land fell into a ringing silence as a halo of white took form in the sky, its wisps of light reaching over Upper and Lower Egypt. Somewhere deep inside the palace, a young prince sighed in his sleep a final time, his small heart beating its last.