Family legend has it that about two hundred and fifty years ago, our ancestor named Shai Nathanson, origin unknown, flew to America in an ‘airship,’ which crashed in the Appalachian Mountains. How do I know this? My great grandmother told me. She said the Goodyear blimp is but a poor relation to the glorious machine that carried Shai from somewhere beyond the Atlantic Ocean.
Shai spoke a language that has been referred to as Old Latin, but anyone familiar with that tongue cannot read his writings. The only thing that has been somewhat legible down through the generations is his music, written on a staff just as music has always been. The thin paper upon which his music and the Nachalah manuscript is written, is unlike anything we have today, as it has refused to deteriorate or even pick up dirt from greasy hands; it won’t tear.
We now have a translation into English, and find that the book is focusing on Abigail, a woman who lived through the Great Tribulation and into the Glorious Millennial Reign of Christ. We believe this manuscript is an inheritance that belongs to all humanity, so truths that have been hidden from the historical narrative may now be revealed.