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Part 9 •Shahnameh•The book of kings 

Zahhak reigned for a thousand years, and from end to end the world was his to command. The wise concealed themselves and their deeds, and devils achieved their heart’s desire. Virtue was despised and magic applauded, justice hid itself away while evil flourished; demons rejoiced in their wickedness, while goodness was spoken of only in secret.
Two innocent young women were dragged from Jamshid’s house, trembling like the leaves of a willow tree; they were Jamshid’s sisters, the crown among his womenfolk. One of these veiled women was Shahrnavaz, and her chaste sister was Arnavaz. Zahhak trained them in magic and taught them evil ways, since he himself knew nothing but evil—murder, rapine, and the burning of cities.

Part 10 •Shahnameh•The book of kings

Zahhak Sees Feraydun in a Dream
See what God did to Zahhak, when he still had forty years to live. Late one night he was sleeping with Arnavaz when he dreamed that three warriors suddenly appeared from an imperial palace. The youngest of the three was as tall as a cypress tree, the royal farr radiated from him, and he strode forward between the other two like a prince, ready for battle and bearing an ox-headed mace. He attacked Zahhak and smote him on the head with his ox-headed mace. The young man flayed him from head to foot, tied his hands behind his back, and set a yoke on his shoulders, then he dragged him to Mount Damavand with a group of onlookers following.
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The world was black like a raven’s wing, when suddenly light appeared above the mountains; it was as if the sun were scattering topazes in a purple sky. The king summoned eloquent and learned sages from every quarter and told them of his heart-wrenching dream.
He said, “Is it good or ill these signs portend? When will my earthly life come to an end? Who will come after me? Say who will own This royal diadem, and belt, and throne.
Reveal this mystery, and do not lie— Tell me this secret or prepare to die.”
The sages’ lips were dry, and their cheeks wet with tears. They said to one another, “If we tell him what will happen, our souls will be worthless, and if he doesn’t hear from us, we must wash our hands of life here and now.