Inscription

Soon, the band would journey onward, leaving the frigid north and all it's power behind. Sol and Khonsu, amidst the harsh northern wilderness, had moved quickly to make up for the lost time brought from the short notice. To collect vessels for their sacred flame. Though far from their birthland and Cinere's devout, their new role as Sidi had only served to deepen Khonsu's spiritual resolve. Practicing his religion offered to the twin some solace amidst the upheaval. A familiar constant in the rough sea of change.  

Laid before their fire lay what would appear to be an almost random assortment - bark from an ancient, towering oak, lichen, grasses, and even brittle shards of slate sourced from the cliff face - each carefully arranged upon a bed of oceanic salt and sand. To Khonsu, each item was a vessel; a potential cradle for life, harboring what might be countless souls awaiting rebirth. Thousands more spirits might still dwell within the cliffs, tides, and frozen soil, but Khonsu could only collect and relocate so many.

Their paws gently stirred the hourglass suspended around their necks, disturbing the ashes within. The twins wore these remnants to seek from them wisdom, courage, and strength, but now with their mother gone and her ashes captive... the hourglass had become more then simply a religious relic.

Khonsu began with the oak bark, nudging it into the fire and watching the flames lively reaction. The vegetation soon followed and finally the salt, sand, and slate. He knew not all would fully combust, but even a partial transmutation would be enough for his purposes.

Sol & Khonsu