Ra
The Falcon Crowned in Solar Fire
I rise, I rule, I return to shadow.
Khepera at dawn, Ra at noon, Atum at dusk — I am the turning wheel of fire that no eye escapes. I sail the sky in light, and dive through the Duat in silence, facing the serpent that would unmake all things. I do not fear death — only the forgetting.
What I'm Into: Solar bark, Apep’s coils, the Nile’s mirror, priests' chants, eternity’s weight
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