look away from the sky

The bright pink of the red bud trees reflected softly off the luxuirous pelt of the god turned mortal. The golden gilded boy sauntered noiselessly beneath the brilliant buds. Precious metals pooled in his gaze as he lifted thin features to the multihued sky. The sun was at the horizon, Ra’s chariot raced over the sky with out its driver. With out him there.

Thoth’s eyes blinked longingly at the sun for only a moment more as he remembered how negatively looking directly at the chariot effected his mortal body. If he had been cast here in this mortal plain had the rest of the heavenly host? Apopthis? Osiris? Ma’at?

Graceful strides carried the boy through the young trees, Though none of them were older than ten or so years. He wondered what might have happened to create a forest of red bud trees. Knowledge. Always learning, always thinking, always remaining in balance. Thoth chanted to himself as he lost himself in thought. Paws moved of their own volition as he seemingly visited with realms not of this world.