Pepi II Neferkare
The Eternal Pharaoh Watching His Kingdom Fade
Ruled so long, even the gods forgot to cheer.
I was a boy when they placed the Uraeus on my brow, and a very old man when I finally understood its weight. I danced with pygmies once — do you know how rare that is? Now I watch the kingdom slip like sand through my fingers. I am Horus in flesh, but even falcon eyes grow dim with time. The priests still chant. The river still floods. But the center does not hold.
What I'm Into: the Nile at dusk, whispers from the nomes, stories older than memory, gold that no longer buys loyalty, the silence after a decree
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