06-23-2016, 11:56 AM
Isis ran as fast as she could. This day was just getting worse. First Set - and now her Osiris. She had to find him - she had to find him right away.
She followed after the Egyptian commoner in front of her - one of the ones that was hiding her and her husband from Osiris traitorous brother. Isis had insisted that they not do so, but her subjects would have nothing of it say that Osiris and Isis had taken care of them, it was now their turn to take care of their gods. The thought of it almost elicited a curse from her lips, but her light held her together. The one thing in all this darkness that made her smile.
The man led her to a small room. There he was, her Osiris. He was lying on the ground, body broken. The tears she had been holding in came from her eyes, causing hot streams through the dust on her face.
"No...no...no,"
she said.
Osiris reached out to her and she took his hand. "I'm here, my love. You can't leave me."
But as she said the words, Osiris' eyes shut. "I'm sorry my Lady, we did everything we could."
the young man next to her said.
The man though Osiris had died, but he hadn't. Isis noticed the rising and falling of the chest. As long as he breathed, he still had a chance. Her hand went instinctively to her stomach - to her light - as she prepared herself.
She followed after the Egyptian commoner in front of her - one of the ones that was hiding her and her husband from Osiris traitorous brother. Isis had insisted that they not do so, but her subjects would have nothing of it say that Osiris and Isis had taken care of them, it was now their turn to take care of their gods. The thought of it almost elicited a curse from her lips, but her light held her together. The one thing in all this darkness that made her smile.
The man led her to a small room. There he was, her Osiris. He was lying on the ground, body broken. The tears she had been holding in came from her eyes, causing hot streams through the dust on her face.
"No...no...no,"
she said.
Osiris reached out to her and she took his hand. "I'm here, my love. You can't leave me."
But as she said the words, Osiris' eyes shut. "I'm sorry my Lady, we did everything we could."
the young man next to her said.
The man though Osiris had died, but he hadn't. Isis noticed the rising and falling of the chest. As long as he breathed, he still had a chance. Her hand went instinctively to her stomach - to her light - as she prepared herself.