Dear Cousin. Do not take me for deaf. I have heard what you have said about me. After all, it must take no energy to weigh the scales~. Does it, as the Mundanes say, ring a bell? No, Horus. You are wrong. Cease making me look despicable for taking a simple holiday. You know how taxing it is, to weigh the souls of the dead. Hearing their cries as the ones not pure enough are trapped outside the gates forever. You know, cousin. Do you not remember the Plagues? That Moses, the great mage he was, decimated our beautiful Egypt under the word of God, when the only words of any god were to stop. You remember how exhausted I was. But now that I think of it, you did not care then either. I was barely 1,000. Ah, you remember now? How you insisted I leave my work to entertain your whim? And how the screams and cries of the dead rang in my ears the entire time, and you got upset at me for wanting to do my job and alleviate my headache. Horus. I do not care how concerned you are to the idea Im wasting my time with frivolous pleasures. Leave me be.... give my word to mother, as well, wont you? -Inpu
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 11:03:59 +0000
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