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What's the first question that really pops into peoples' minds about Ea-Nasir? I'm trying to write this history down, but I'm struggling.

After looking through the evidence, both, but moreso the second.

Ea-Nasir's tablet is dated to 1750 BC, which is coincidentally aligns to the death of Hammurabi. For context, he lived at the end of the Isin-Larsa Period, a time in Babylonia's history where it was a collection of warring city-states. Ur and Larsa were the most powerful of these, since they were farthest south and controlled most of the trade coming up the Persian Gulf. (Isin, near where Hammurabi was from, was in the North and had lost power about 200 years before.)

Right after Hammurabi's death, all the city-states he'd conquered, including Larsa and Ur, decided that they didn't give two squats what the people in the North thought, and started a rebellion.

The tablets in Ea-Nasir's house have been translated. It's very difficult to find them, but the book is called Foreign Trade in the Old Babylonian Period, Leemans 1960, and he makes a series of interpretations that still align with our understanding of the culture today:

  • Ea-Nasir was hot-headed. 3 tablets note him talking rudely to messengers and traders.
  • Ea-Nasir sold copper to private merchants AND the temple, which was the government of Ur. The receipt we found is in such a large quantity we can assume the government was likely his primary buyer. The complaint tablets are from notably from private merchants.
  • Ea-Nasir was an alik-Tilmun; or 'one who travels to Dilmun'.

Where is Dilmun? Good question! Archaeologists spent the next 40 years figuring it out! At this point, they're fairly certain it's in present-day Qatar. The city was used as a midpoint port to bring in copper from Magan and Meluhha (current-day UAE/Oman and India respectively.)

The reason we know this, is because Oman is an old, old copper-producing region. It's an ophiolite (rock from the seafloor that's been uplifted to the surface) that contained a spreading center (think Mid-Atlantic ridge) which forms deposits of copper and other metals as sulfides from the black smoker vents (copper-iron sulfur, lead sulfur, zinc sulfur, etc.)

To produce copper, you have to remove the iron and the sulfur. To remove the iron, you add "flux", which essentially bonds iron to silica, because it likes silica more than copper does. And to remove the sulfur, you add oxygen, which burns off the sulfur as gaseous SO2.

The copper is heavier than the iron and silica, and sinks to the bottom of the furnace. The iron and silica, slag, flow out the side. The resulting ingot looks like the bowl below. And a lot of times, holes remained from gas getting trapped at the bottom.

They measured copper by weight though, so this wasn't too much of a problem. However, if there weren't enough flux, or the fire wasn't hot enough, iron would also get trapped in the copper ingot, making "black copper"; if a merchant wanted the 97% pure copper that could be made using this process, a lot of iron would definitely be considered 'bad copper'.

Switching back to the culture!

Around 1800 BC, the same time as this was going on, the culture of Oman underwent a noticeable decline. Many of their coastal mines stopped producing copper and people moved inland. They also stopped making bronze with tin. This is notable, because tin was scarce in the Bronze Age and insinuates they might've been left out of the trade route. At the very least, they had stopped being Mesopotamia's primary supplier and started doing their best to keep up with the times.

(At this point, I'll point a finger to Cyprus, which was firing up its smelters at the same time. Cyprus is very interesting, but it pertains less to Ea-Nasir, so I'll just wave enthusiastically at their oxhide ingot copper and tin trade domination.)

So we can't know if Ea-Nasir wasn't a chronic scammer, but I think all the evidence outlines a different story.

Ur, a powerful city-state rebelling against a conqueror within Ea-Nasir's lifetime. Ea-Nasir, selling large amounts of copper to the government, and smaller sales to private merchants who complained about being given scraps; a man who was still traveling to trade copper in a state that had lost their monopoly on the copper trade and was possibly producing some less-than-ideal quality.

He mostly sounds like a person with strong ties to his city and culture. Maybe not the best copper merchant, but certainly a passionate one.

References below the cut:

New Ea-Nasir lore in 2024

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The Vavoom: Or, when the show's hinting Crowley & Aziraphale first kissed

It was not in 2.06, if that makes you feel any better?

Meta/theory hybrid stuffity stuff below the cut. As always, all interpretations are valid. This isn't meant to offend anyone who sees things differently. Post contains spoilers for the films 'Kiss Me Deadly' (1955), 'About Time' (2013), 'Love Actually' (2003), and 'Four Weddings and a Funeral' (1994). Apologies that this took a few days. Life's been wild this week. Let's dive in...

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Hello there! I would like to ask if there is any stories where Crowley saves the children from the flood btw I love you and your recommendations, it really brightens my days no matter what ❤️❤️

Hi! We have some fics like that here, and I’ve got a few more for you now...

be with you all along by 5ftjewishcactus (T)

As the rains continued and the canals and rivers began to flood, more people began to panic. And Aziraphale continued to do nothing. He watched as small children clung to their parents, cheeks tear-stained, as they cried.
“Help me,” a familiar voice said, appearing next to Aziraphale, a small child held in his arms.
Aziraphale turned to Crawly. “I can’t…”
Crawly glared at him, hissing under his breath.

Waters Rising by LadyWallace (G)

During The Flood Crawley tries to save as many kids as he can (if the angel won't, then he's going to have to do it). Unfortunately, his rescue comes with a price.

Crowley’s Foundlings by Rathgrith (T)

"Anthony J. Crowley had a secret. He hadn’t even told his angel, Aziraphale, though he knows the angel will only approve. Perhaps that’s why he hasn’t told him; demons don’t usually do things of which angels would approve. It would be awkward. It started when God decided to flood the earth and drown all the people..."
Crowley saves kids throughout history, and Aziraphale is trying to find a mysterious, anonymous benefactor mentioned in a news article.

I Really Don't Know Clouds At All by theshoparoundthecorner (G)

If another rainstorm was what it took to give him an excuse to talk to him again, then so be it. Crawly hoped for another. He hoped for a thousand more. A thousand more storms, a thousand more opportunities to speak to this unusual angel he couldn’t seem to get out of his head.
Every rainstorm after brought him a funny sort of comfort. A memory of shelter, of good conversation, of new beginnings. This new world was full of so much potential, and Crawly couldn’t wait to see how it was all going to work out.
Every rainstorm after was beautiful. Fresh, and new, and exciting.
Every rainstorm after, he searched just a little to see if Aziraphale was nearby, and every rainstorm after, he was not.
Until he was.
But in a way, Crawly wished he hadn’t been.

Wing on Wing by thundercrackfic (T)

Gabriel orders Aziraphale not to help the humans suffering the consequences of the Flood. Aziraphale has a crisis. Fortunately, Crawly was in the area.

Inside the Ark by atimefeeler (T)

Six Thousand Years of Crowley Being Soft and Taking Care of Kids.
(And Six Thousand Years of Aziraphale Taking in and Protecting Outcasts.)
Scene 2: Mesopotamia and Inside the Ark. The first children Crowley saves.
They cry and plead and pray, like Crawley once did. If he doesn’t save them, who will?

- Mod D

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Do you have any good fics with some angsty Crowley during the whole Noah's Arc dilemma, preferably some with him saving children? I die for soft Crowley during this time. Anyways, I love browsing y'all's library, it's a wonderful job you're all doing :)

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We have some Mesopotamia fics here, and I’ve got more now that focus on Crowley saving kids...

The rain began and never stopped. Aziraphale stood upon the deck, watching as the waters began to rise. As he watched a figure appeared in the sky, black wings spread out as the being swooped down and grabbed a lone child about to be carried away by the water.
In which Crowley (er, Crawly) defies the Ineffable Plan and accidentally becomes a god.

Mercy by TheGrammarHawk (T)

Aziraphale retreats into the ark to seek out Crawly's company despite the certain bad temper that awaits him. Somehow, finding the demon grieving and sick from exertion is not the most surprising revelation to be had.
He had been unable to help the humans swept away by the floodwaters, but perhaps he can still comfort the one being he's started finding himself attached to.

Oh, who adds real titles these days? by RyanWithSuperPowers (G)

“What’s all this about? Build a boat and fill it with a traveling zoo?” “From what i hear, God’s potentially wiping out the human race. Big storm.” “All of them?” “Just the locals. I don’t believe the Almighty is upset with the Chinese. Or the native Americans. Or the Australians.” “Yes...” “And God’s not actually going to wipe our ALL of the locals. Noah, up there, his family, his sons, their wives, they’re all going to be fine.” “But they’re drowning everybody else? The kids, you can’t kill kids.”

Heaven In Hiding by NuriaSchnee (E)

Aziraphale discovers Crawley's in the Ark, protecting a group of children he saved. After this, they start to meet every night in Aziraphale's room to drink, talk and have a bit of company. Soon, the angel realizes he's starting to fall in love with the demon and their meetings turn into a torment for his heart.

The Rain Keeps Falling by Bookwormgal (T)

The rain fell and the floodwaters rose. Too fast to escape completely, but slow enough to cause panic and despair before death could claim them. Because that was the purpose of the rain and flood sent by Heaven. To drown and wash away everything deemed evil, sinful, wicked, or unworthy of being saved.
The water was death for anyone unworthy of Their mercy and love. And as far as Crawly was concerned, They had made Their feelings very clear when he Fell for asking a few questions. He didn’t want to think about it, but part of Crawly feared that he was risking more than discorporation in the aggressive storm.
Somehow, he knew the water held death of a permanent nature even for him.

- Mod D

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Because of tumblrs terrible search system I can’t find if you’ve posted any recs of ark period fics, hurt/comfort and fluff is preferred, please and thank you for all the work you lovely mods do 💙💙

I don’t think we have done a Mesopotamia rec post, but we have now...

Falling by DarkShadows93 (T)

"Crawly!" Aziraphale's cries were drowned by the crash of thunder. Flashes of light illuminated the iridescent black wings of the demon as he struggled against the harsh wind. His blue eyes widened as he watched the demon sway, his wings slowing, unable to catch up.
"Crawly! Get back here! You can't save them all!" His voice seemed to falter, leaving him as another flash of lightning lit up the night sky, illuminating the demon as his body fell into the merciless sea.
"No!"

Two by Two by SanSanFanFan (G)

Crowley tries to thwart Her ineffable bloody plan by saving some of the children during the flood. Aziraphale finds him and the stowaways. A 'fight' ensues but ends with Crowley helping Aziraphale on his next mission.
Crawly is stifling a laugh as he braids one of the girl’s hair. “Like a pigeon, but white.” He offers. “Oh,” says the boy. “My uncle got shat on by a pigeon once.” “Well, I don’t need to do that,” Aziraphale says primly, “Just fly. Find land. And bring a sign of it back to Noah.” “Noah didn’t want us.” Says the girl standing in front of Crawly as he works on her hair. “Maybe you should shat on him too.”

Upon Still Waters by nightbloomingcereus (G)

In Mesopotamia, in 3004 B.C., Aziraphale walks on water, and doubts. In the South Downs, more than five millennia later, Crowley finally learns to walk on water, and to stop doubting.

I Really Don't Know Clouds At All by theshoparoundthecorner (G)

If another rainstorm was what it took to give him an excuse to talk to him again, then so be it. Crawly hoped for another. He hoped for a thousand more. A thousand more storms, a thousand more opportunities to speak to this unusual angel he couldn’t seem to get out of his head.
Every rainstorm after brought him a funny sort of comfort. A memory of shelter, of good conversation, of new beginnings. This new world was full of so much potential, and Crawly couldn’t wait to see how it was all going to work out.
Every rainstorm after was beautiful. Fresh, and new, and exciting.
Every rainstorm after, he searched just a little to see if Aziraphale was nearby, and every rainstorm after, he was not.
Until he was.
But in a way, Crawly wished he hadn’t been.

Wing on Wing by thundercrackfic (T)

Gabriel orders Aziraphale not to help the humans suffering the consequences of the Flood. Aziraphale has a crisis. Fortunately, Crawly was in the area.

Inside the Ark by atimefeeler (T)

Six Thousand Years of Crowley Being Soft and Taking Care of Kids.
(And Six Thousand Years of Aziraphale Taking in and Protecting Outcasts.)
Scene 2: Mesopotamia and Inside the Ark. The first children Crowley saves.
They cry and plead and pray, like Crawley once did. If he doesn’t save them, who will?

- Mod D

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