[ what a sad creature; lessa reminds him of -- the endless river of tears nephthys had cried, from the sun's rise to the sun's set and often throughout the night as well. a plaintive, mournful thing that could not be soothed. ]

Set.

[ unlike the announcements he'd made, brassy and sharp before the sight of others who simply did not recognize him, or came to insult his existence, lessa has old eyes. the depths of something equally old, equally knowledgeable of the divide between immortal and mortal. his name evokes the knowledge of humanity's first steps, for egypt stood among the eldest of faiths -- ]

I am a god. [ to lessa, who acknowledges him without laughter or disrespect, he concedes: ] Was, a god. I serve in a diminished form, these days. What of you? You're too understanding, to be an adherent. And your power --

[ it reminds him of his mother; her hair and body littered with starlight, the depths of the night. ]