Nephthys

🌙Active? What is an active? That was supposed to be Scribe.
Go home Autofill, you are intoxicated.

🌙My muse will be back soon...back to school is a hectic season. The active has been prepping her classroom and brow deep on professional development.
School starts on Monday.

"Then perhaps, it is time for a change of scenery."
She knows the two have work that keeps them both "nose to the grindstone", but something must change.

"Give her a new perspective."

...and yourself, too...

hands, and it makes it hard to see that she is a help mate to you."

"Why not give it a try, Dear? It may help her to understand that her burden is shared.
If she can help you, mayhaps she will not feel quite so alone in carrying hers?"

It must be rather a gruesome task, devising methods of death for one so kind.

"She most likely feels she has blood on her-

"Semantics, Iah, semantics."

Cupping his cheek, she sighs. Content in his answer.

"Instead of finding a way, what if we make our own way? I weary of letting things happen to us. Let us happen."

another's?"

From what little she has seen of the Fate, she can not conceive of violence in that mind.

"And you. Does she lend you an ear when you need it?"

"Poor love."

Yet she knows her son understands.
"I think the two of you make a good team. Both of you have kindness and compassion. You give dignity to those in your care. It must be the stuff of nightmares for her I imagine. Some endings are quite violent. Are those her doing, or -

Khonshu, smiting again?

Mad?

Not at all.

I'm fine.

(Translate that.)

"Yet she must choose the manner of death."

Mother studies.

"That must be rather hard on her. Must she choose how one must die for all?"

No. Atropos is not the reason for death. Just the instrument.

"Have I told that I love you? I have loved you for centuries."

It's simple. But it is truth.

"I was broken when you were banished. I do not ever wish to be without you again."

"She has a heart then."
Mother senses things.

"That is most unusual for a Fate. From what I hear, her sisters are rather vicious, are they not?"

Let's keep that mutual "seeing" at a distance.

Burn baby burn.

How utterly delightful.

She has something to tell him while they are in this undisclosed location.

I see you...Set.

"I am sure I will. Does she work in tandem with you?"

A different pantheon and all that...

She wonders if they will actually succeed in getting away this time without interruption.

"Yes, Iah."
Her hand slips into his.

She seems rather melancholy.
Do take her along.

👈 is having auditory hallucinations

Another plane of existence more like...

Someone is about to be set on fire.....

Or is Mother being /too/ much?

Will he bring the little Fate with him?

She likes that idea.

Where to?

It's getting crowded, isn't it?

She nudges @thctraveler.bsky.social

𝙰𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕.

Indie Horus / Heru from Egyptian Mythology / Mythos. Son of Isis and Osiris. Nephew to Set, Cousin to Anubis.

Protector of Pharaoh's and a benevolent ruler in his own right.

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Layla El-Faouly

“A beautiful thing is never perfect.” ~ Egyptian Proverb

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