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The sand dunes shimmered in the noon light, and air from the Nile caused waves to crash ashore in the oasis. A portly man kneeled in the shade planting papyrus seeds into freshly dug holes, stations were scattered six feet from each other as he waited for his class. He wore red robes over a tan shirt and white cloth bottoms drawing strange symbals around the new plants. Voices crested the small hill with thirteen young boys from the temple coming into view. The oasis had a bowl shape with three tiers, the crest, the elder papyrus trees, and the bottom of the bowl was the inlet and newly planted seeds where they get both shade sun and water. "May the sun greet you, my students" (Cajeht) "May the sun greet you, our pharaoh" (Pharaoh's class) (Cajet) Alright time to go to the temple, your chores await you. His class went over the small hill into the village as a reed boat came within sight and he planted a seed with a little more force than attended, for he knew that if she was here then those who abandoned their charges needed him. His hand was normal when the farmers came into the oasis and his class returned for him, probably to bring him to the temple as well for those waiting to go over all the offerings of spring when she stepped out of the hut on that reed boat. As they took their places, five who wore medallions were in the center ring of planters, and the ones without stood on the outside ring. As one of the fifth-class students started to complain about learning to plant when that is farmer's work. (Cajet) We all learn this so we can grow as people, it's all about balance. To make scrolls we need these plants but as we take from them we must give back to make sure the land ka remains and new plants prosper. Like a city all parts are vital, if our hearts were weighed against a feather on the Anubis scale and the feather was heavier then we would never see our ancestors. (Azmet) How does this lesson have anything with cities and villages? (Cajet) The past ten civilizations should be a lesson in themselves. It started with Jerico then the other nine following that, proving we as humans can never be placent. (under breath) If only they helped me deal with my brother. (Azmet) What was that? The earth shook as a stone head rose above the elder papyrus from the east Nile and a bright light was seen for a small moment. His hand turned golden for a moment then returned to normal before any of his students could see it. (Cajet) Alright time to go to the temple, your chores await you. His class went over the small hill into the village as a reed boat came within sight and he planted a seed with a little more force than attended, for he knew that if she was here then those who abandoned their charges needed him. His hand was normal when the farmers came into the oasis and his class returned for him, probably to bring him to the temple as well for those waiting to go over all the offerings of spring when she stepped out of the hut on that reed boat. There she stood at seven foot tall wearing a white dress with a scarab necklace and the disk of lower Egypt, her skin was a rough grey with tiny ears that she flapped every now and then. (Taweret) Yecta we have all been summoned, your father has asked me to get you since Toth is collecting your brother and he will seek Nu after you if I don't bring you. Cajet's clothes melded into scales, his skin turned golden which made the diamond-like sand under the two a clock light glow look soft, and his hands became more claw-like. In his full god form, he stood as a seven-foot golden dragon matching the statue in the temple. then there was a loud echo around him as his claws started to turn black. (people) Lady of the Fertile River we are honored by your presence. Our Lord of Life giving powers. He saw the students turn away for the temple as the land went a dull grey, and the camels nearby greyed and decayed in minutes. His golden tail wrapped around Azmat and his black stardust claws touched the sand sending the power of life through the sandspushing the death away from the city. A river rushed past the oasis raising more papyrus trees grass surrounded the small village with unknown trees and plants growing into a lush forest. |
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#2. because he was one of the elemental technicians back then
ID #1058840 entered on November 18, 2023 at 5:59pm |
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