Setting: Genesis 12:1-5
Who am I? From the time I was a boy they have called me “Eliezer of Damascus,” though until now I had never set foot in this city. I am named for El, yet I have spent my life worshiping Nana and Enki. I have spent my life in walled cities, yet have I ever felt more alive than during these days and nights under the sun and the stars of the untamed wilderness? Kalumtum could not believe her ears when I told her that I would be continuing on with the house of Abram as they journeyed further south and west. He had readily granted Kalumtum and Urhammu their freedom, and it was understood that he would grant the same to me. If Kalumtum could not believe her ears, I could hardly even believe my own ears as I heard myself speak. “My sister, I am Eliezer of Damascus, son of Abdhulraman. I am a Canaanite, and a worshiper of El Elyon. The devoted follower of Abram.”