Ennead || Unseen

Earth

For once in a long time, you went to your papa for comfort.

You sat at the base of the mountain, watching the clouds go by before there was a thunderous noise. From the stone, he rose, huge and silent.

You just really need silence right now.

You stood up and turned towards him. Wordlessly, he extends a giant hand towards you. You climb on and sit in his palm, content to just sit in the silence.

The dawn's wind curls around you, along with the mist of the night. And with it, a sudden urge to spill from your lips. So you do.

"...they all got married."

He wasn't there for it, nor was Nut but all of Egypt was. You watched as they yelled and clapped and screamed for the newly weds. You watched as they all held hands and stood proudly in their unions, being praised and blessed by the people for a new reign, a new era of peace, may crops grow and children be bountiful.

And when it was done, they came up to you, happy, and you congratulated them all.

You don't have the strength to acknowledge their lingering touches.

Even as one of the brothers stared at the other.

"But I'm not... I don't really think I'm cut out for marriage..."

You've seen the happy couples here and there. They do things together that makes you want to rip out your intestines.

Osiris and Isis frequently visits gardens. He'll make flowers for her and she'll tenderly pluck them from her and adorn her hair with it.

Nephthys and Seth has begun talking about having children already...

You don't even think about any more of them.

"Don't worry about me though... I've found a way to handle it."

You slam his head into the stone floor, again and again until you hear a sickening crack. Chuckling, you sliced deeply into his chest and bit into the grooves, ripping out strips of flesh and eating it as you moved against him.

All the while he'd stare at you with hazy eyes, as if entranced.

You slam his head in again, a splatter of blood paralleling the splatter of his seed against the floor.

"And... I've never been... better....."

You laid down on the sand, your hand slowly digging into the dune. To think, Duat was just beneath the sand... You've been craving it, to just slither into the desert and then enter Duat. Surely Ammit and all those you murdered is waiting for you there.

Maybe Nu is waiting for you there too.

You put your hand on your chest, over your heart.

"Die."

You whisper.

Your heart refuses.

A flower curls out of you.

"....."

You don't tell Geb about what happened that afternoon.

Your temple on earth was small and far away from the others. But they knew where it was apparently. She came to you there, with pearly eyes and a hushed demeanor. You merely stood there as she came up to you.

"Cousin.... Give me your child."

"No."

She grips your arms, desperately.

"Please! At least do something to help me! I do not know if my womb is barren or if he is..."

You squinted at her, mask shielding your distrustful glare.