Our love is eternal

Aziza hummed softly to herself as she walked through the market. Today was such a beautiful day that she couldn’t refuse to stay indoors. So, seeing that the house was in need of a few things, she decided to spend some of her hard earned money from her job on a few things.

Aziza continued to hum her soft melody as she shopped around for more things for the house. While walking through some shops, she saw a group of traveling dancers performing for the villagers. She tried hard to ignore the sound of the music being played by the performers but the growing feeling in her belly refused to be ignored. Letting the feeling inside her win, she walked over to the small growing crowd that was enjoying the small entertainment.

Quietly, she pushed her way through the small group until she was in front of the crowd. She watched in amazement as the female and male dancers moved to the beat of the music. Their movements were so lively and upbeat. She envied the way the girls danced. Their movements were like the waters of the Nile, Moving softly and quietly yet fiercely. It was like they were casting a spell upon the crowd and everyone was falling into their mystical power.

Having enjoyed herself enough, Aziza prepared to leave. Grabbing a hold of her many bags, she turned to leave but was stopped by one of the male dancers who grabbed her arm.

“Please, join us.”  The dancer said. Turning around to face him, she saw that he was a young male that was roughly around nineteen to twenty years of age. He was very tall and somewhat muscular built. He had short shaggy brown hair that lay perfectly along his face and neck.

Aziza blushed a bit and shook her head quickly.

“I- I’m sorry but I must be heading home.” She said softly. She gave him a small bow and starting walking past him and through the crowd.

“Wait! Please! “The male dancer yelled as he ran after her.  Catching up to her, he gently grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him.

“Yes?”

“Please join us. All you have to do is one dance.” He pleaded.

Aziza sighed. She knew she he wasn’t going to give up until she had said yes so she gave in. she gave him a small nod and he smiled.

“My name’s Amemu. What’s yours?” he asked as he escorted her back towards the makeshift stage where his friends were playing. Amemu took her bags and placed them on the side of the stage so they wouldn’t be in the way and walked back over to Aziza.

Amemu looked over at his friend and gave him the cue to start playing again. The male on the drums nodded and started playing. Aziza felt self conscious being the center of attention and immediately regretted agreeing to dance with Amemu and his group.

Amemu and his friends started dancing just as the male on the drums kicked up the tempo. Aziza stood still for a couple of minutes. She was slowly calming her rattled nerves that desperately screamed for her to run off stage and make a straight dash for home. As the feeling slowly went away, Aziza started moving along to the music. Swaying her hips side to side with the beat of the music. Aziza moved gracefully through the music and little by little the crowd began to get bigger and bigger. Soon a large crown was surrounding Aziza and the others. Some dancing along to the music while others watched the beautiful maiden dance gracefully in front of the large crowd.

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Atem sighed boredly as he rode in his royal carriage through the lower parts of Egypt. He couldn’t explain it, but lately he had become extremely bored. He became so bored that he started neglecting his royal duties as pharaoh. At first, it didn’t bother his high priest. They figured that he just needed to relax. But, after a month of this they became extremely worried. Simon Muran, his most trusted and only vizier suggested that he get out and get some fresh air. Not knowing any other solutions to this problem. He decided to try Simon’s idea,