your love's a drag, but I need it so bad
She had a name to put to the face now. There was no doubt in her mind that he was indeed her blood, another one of their kin and another seed of Ra; a soldier that was meant to be part of a God army. A God that had forgotten he was dealing with other celesial beings, all in their right and hatred to succeed and interupt the Fallen Sun God reign. It will take a long time, it will be painful, but they shall stand victorious in front of the Sun God ashes and howl to the Heavens above for completing their task of ridding the world of a false ruler. It was Ra's right as a ruler, that much was tur, but his ideologies were false and his motivation corrupt therefore he shall fall once again. He shall fall before he raises the putrid Empire again. They owed him nothing. They had no reason to help him raise an Empire they never set paw in nor knew from its ashes. To his question the cinnamon mistress could only nod, I have met others worthy of our name and blood. she shifted her weight, sitting on her haunches with a roll of her hips, I have met a brother and a sister. I have lost sight of the broad and the lad is mute. she offered a soft sigh at the end of the sultry purrs. There ar emany more out there, Anubis. I am sure of it. she locked her fire gaze with his, Will you help me find them? her question was a wilent plea, hardly above a whisper as she trailed her tail along his own. The Ithuriels will live on. I have three spawns of my own and a capable male at my side. |
