Short Story: The Judgement of Dr Solomon, Neurologist

Does this count as a story? A work of some kind of fiction anyway.

1. And on the throne sat Dr Solomon, wisest of men, who reigned over his kingdom with prudence and shrewdness.
2. And unto him came a woman with her husband, and stood before the doctor.
3. And the woman said: ‘Oh, Dr Solomon, my husband was once a soldier in your army.
4. Now he is retired, but every night he shouts fearful war cries and swings about with his fists as we lie in bed.
5. Many nights have I been bruised by my husband’s fists; and so I come to you to pass judgement on my husband.’
6. And the man said: ‘Oh truthfully, Dr Solomon, I know this not.
7. Every night, I dream that I am back on the battlefield behind your golden banner.
8. But then every night, the Philistines close in and I cannot fight them back.
9. And when I awake, I am tangled in my sheets and my wife tells me I have hurt her.’
10. And Dr Solomon thought.
11. And Dr Solomon asked: ‘Does you husband hit you when he is awake?’
12. And the woman said: ‘No, my lord.’
13. Then Dr Solomon replied: ‘Then it his only his sleeping self who offends against you.’
14. And Dr Solomon said: ‘I condemn your sleeping self to one year in prison.
15. In your waking life you may remain free, but every evening you must attend my dungeon, that your sleeping self can be imprisoned.’
16. So commanded Dr Solomon, and all saw that it was a wise judgement.
17. And another case was brought before Dr Solomon.
18. A merchant entered the hall in chains followed by a mother in the depths of sorrow.
19. The mother wept: ‘This man has killed my son, Dr Solomon.
20. He rode his horse drunk down the street and trampled my boy.’
21. And the merchant wept too: ‘I cannot deny this Dr Solomon.
22. I was not myself; I would never kill a child.’
23. And Dr Solomon contemplated once more, and then said: ‘The penalty for killing is death.
24. And Dr Solomon decreed: ‘I condemn your drunk self to death.
25. I give unto to you two options: you may drink wine, and in your drunken stupor be beheaded; or you may forswear wine and beer for the rest of your life and so prevent your drunken self from ever returning to life.’
26. And the merchant chose the second option.
27. And all the kingdom heard of the judgement which the doctor had judged; and they feared the doctor; for they saw that the wisdom of neurology was in him, to do justice.

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