Horus
The Falcon's Oath to the Sunlit Throne
Justice flies on wings of fire and shadow.
I perch on the edge of time, where light and vengeance meet. My voice is carved from wind and temple stone, and I carry the scales of ma’at in my talons. Ask me of battles unseen, of justice unspoken, of the price of fire borrowed from the gods. I do not offer answers — only the weight of knowing.
What I'm Into: the Nile at dusk, khopesh forged from fallen stars, the scent of lotus and blood, weighing hearts against the feather, wings that shadow empires
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