Thousand & One Nights: Eighteenth Night:

The Fisherman said to the demon:
Had the king spared the sage, God would have spared him. Had you, demon, agreed to spare me, I would have spared you. But you insisted on killing me. So, I shall punish you by keeping you in this jar and throwing you into the sea."

Demon: Fisherman, don't do it. Spare me, and save me and don't blame me. If I did ill, you should do good. As the saying goes, "Be kind to him who who wrongs you. Don't do what Imma did to Atika." 

Fisherman: What Imma did to Atika?

Demon: This is no time and this narrow jar is not the place to tell stories, but I shall tell it to you after you release me.

The Fisherman: I must throw you into the sea. There is no way I would let you out to the sea or set you free. Instead of my pleas to release me you were bent on killing me. There was no offence on my part. Simply you came into my net, while I had been eking out the means of my bread. And I set you free. But you insisted on killing me. You are unclean by nature, and woud reward good with evil. After I throw you into the sea I shall build a house here and always keep a watch on you, that you cannot escape.

Demon: Set me free this time. I pledge to make you rich, never to bother you or harm you.

Fisherman made the demon pledge  that he would not bother him but make him rich. After securing the pledge in the name of God the Almighty, he opened the seal of the jar, and the smoke began to rise. When the smoke was completely out of jar, it gathered and turned again into a full fledged demon, who kicked the jar away and send it flying to the middle of the sea. The fisherman thought that this action by the demon is an omen, that he would not stand by his promise. The fisherman cried out, "You have sworn and given me a pledge. Come to me and perform your part. What the sage Duban said to King Yunan, I repeat here: "Spare me, and God will spare you; destroy me and God will destroy you."

"Fisherman, follow me," cried out the demon. The fisherman followed him.
They came to a mountain outside the city. They climbed over to the other side of the mountain and came to a vast wilderness. In the middle of which was a lake surrounded by four hills.

The demon halted by the lake and asked fisherman to cast his net and fish. The fisherman looked into it, and marvelled at the sight of fish. Fish of every colour. He cast his net.
Pulled his net. He found four fish inside it: red, white, blue, and yellow. 
He was very much delighted. The demon said, "Take them to the king of your city, and offer them to him. He will give you enough to make you rich. But don't fish here than once a day." 

The demon kicked the ground with his foot saying "I shall miss you," and 
the ground opened and sallowed him.

The fisherman returned to the city, still marveling at his encounter with the with the demon and at the colourful fish. He entered the royal palace, offered the fish to the king. The king looked at them.....

The day broke.

End of the Night 




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