The white desert appeared on the horizon as if white snow had fallen in the middle of the desert, this

desert that is unparalleled in this world. He finally approached the cave of the sage Ani, and now that he

had completed his eighteenth year, he must be waiting for him for the awaited mission. The Wise One

(Ani): Who is there? Is that you, my dear Amenhotep?! (Amenhotep): Yes, O Wise One, and I am fully

prepared to carry out what you ask of me, no matter how difficult it is. I have been waiting for this day

since I was a young child. Wise Annie: Always in a hurry since childhood. Rest a little from the fatigue of

travel and eat so that you can continue your journey. I have some bacon, wheat bread, and a little beer. I

will not tell you about the mission until you eat. (Amenhotep): Okay, I will eat a little and take the rest

with me on the road. (Al-Hakim): Okay, as you like, take this sacred bag with you and collect your

tailbone in it.For our ancestors, because the sacred rain will fall on the southern plateau two weeks from

now, and we must plant all of it with the tailbone before the rain falls, otherwise it will not grow again.

This is our last chance, as the rain will not come again for a thousand years. (Amenhotep): Then let me

go now until I catch up. Amenhotep took two bags, one filled with food and the other empty.

He embraced the sage and walked on his way. He continued to walk on the path that would lead him to

their abandoned village, to collect the tailbones from all the remains of his ancestors and place them in

the sacred bag to plant them on the plateau before the rain came so that his ancestors would sprout.For

our ancestors, because the sacred rain will fall on the southern plateau two weeks from now, and we

must plant all of it with the tailbone before the rain falls, otherwise it will not grow again. This is our last

chance, as the rain will not come again for a thousand years. (Amenhotep): Then let me go now until I

catch up. Amenhotep took two bags, one filled with food and the other empty.

He embraced the sage and walked on his way. He continued to walk on the path that would lead him to

their abandoned village, to collect the tailbones from all the remains of his ancestors and place them in

the sacred bag to plant them on the plateau before the rain came so that his ancestors would sprout.

And they are resurrected to life again. He continued digging for days tirelessly until he collected all the

seeds of his ancestors and set out on his journey again to catch the rains of the Holy Plateau. After four

full days, he reached the plateau, specifically the area to which the wise man (Ani) had directed him. He

took out the tails of his ancestors and rose them one by one until they were complete. All of them and

he kept praying to God until the rain fell and his ancestors were revived again. Suddenly, as he raised his

face to the sky praying, a small drop of water fell on his forehead and rain fell on the plateau, and

Amenhotep began dancing with joy as he saw the water irrigating the land that he had planted with his

ancestors until he felt tired and fell asleep, and when he woke up he found many eyes watching. He

quickly got up and looked at the ground that had cracked in place of the seeds, and he knew that these

were his ancestors, so he fell prostrating to God in thanks and told them that they had to leave to the old

village.

But first we must go to the wise man to return with them, and everyone walked together in the direction

of the white desert