Atum Egyptian Romane & Geschichten

Adam shouts at me. "Simple. Two reasons one being Archie, he's had a wall up all his life because of his past. He blocks out a lot of thing mentally and depending what he was dealing with at the time his pain could of registered as anger. Then it's her being an Eros, there is a lot of things out in the world about us but especially the woman. Not sure if all is true but this one I could attest too." Augustus points towards me as he looks at Archie, "some Eros women can be blessed with more than one mate at a time."

“Yep. Primal magic is the magic of the world's elements. Fire, plants, water, all that stuff. The magic that the earth gives to us. My brother is more on the Arcane side. He studied illusions, force, shields, a little more complicated in my opinion. He’s awesome, though I don’t get to see him much. He’ll sometimes pop in when he’s practicing teleporting, but it’s been about a month.” I smile at the way Autumn rambles on. I wonder if she gets a lot of visitors. I should try to visit her. She seems like such a fun person to spend time with. “Anyway.” She continues. “Regrettably, you should probably be heading out now. I promised Alpha Everly that you should be there before nightfall, and I’ve

There was something called a lament by Thoth, an Egyptian god known to the Romans as Mercury. 'Gods will leave earth and forsake Egypt. Only tales of it will be left which the future generations won't believe. Once humans lose their connection with the spirit, they will lead a life solely driven by materialism. There will come a time when the earth will be purged with fierce fires, war, and disease. Order will be brought back into the cosmos and nature will heal.'

Sajida said to us. The irony. It was a dagger, what she showed us - a dagger made of silver, the handle dressed in dark leather that had a figure carved in it. I immediately recognized who it was - Ra, the Egyptian sun god. In the middle of the quillon was an orange orb, clouded and foggy, but still ripe with power. The blade had hieroglyphs etched into the silver, covering the entire surface. "Aubade," Sajida said. "This here will kill you an Elder."

Megan had visited Egypt before, and she loved their food, but it was never like this. Ful w* Ta'meya, a popular street food, w*s served in a very elegant w*y. Hamam Mahshi or stuffed squab, squab is a small pigeon, fiteer Baladi is a flatbread, shaw*rma, kofta, and kebab. The portions were huge. Once the plate is empty, a new serving will be placed again. Were beings don't skimp when it comes to food.

Somehow… It didn't feel forgotten but it felt as though it had simply been waiting. "Miss Maritza?" Leo's voice pulled me back and I quickly turned my gaze off it. "The others are heading this way." "Oh." I smiled awkwardly before following them. *** By lunchtime, we sat at a restaurant overlooking the Nile with freshly baked bread, grilled chicken, fragrant rice, roasted vegetables, and colorful salads covering the table. "My God… This is incredible," I admitted after my first bite. Leo looked far too pleased. "I told you." Ayesha laughed. "He takes it personally when tourists don't enjoy Egyptian food."

she said as she took the book from my hands to show me a picture of a wolf resembling Hathor. "In Egyptian mythology, Hathor was a goddess with several powers and responsibilities. She could bring blessings, predict the future, and provide protection and guidance. We also knew her as the Goddess of love, and the Mistress of the damned, leading lost souls to the afterlife. But with that power came a force field to shield her and those around her. In addition, she also could blind her enemies with a light so bright that they thought they were staring into the sun. According to legend, Selene's daughter Persis is the true creator of Hathor. As Persis grew and had her own daughters, she passed d

The woman was tall, beautiful with long hair and eyes shining like a white glow of warm lights. - Hello, Aurora, could you introduce me to your friend? – The great muscular god questioned her. That man was a god in human form, a representation of the Vitruvian man, burning like the setting sun in front of him, he was the true will-o'-the-wisp. - My name is Amphitrite. – She said, as she approached that handsome young man. - Dear, my name is Anúchis, at your service... - She could say that it was the god in question, that his reddish skin was the only part of him that could say that he was Egyptian.

Half an hour later, Erick and I entered an isolated alley and from there Erick teleported us to a yacht that belonged to his family, that sailed from Luxor to Aswan on the Nile and gave a tour of all the famous monuments. We were welcomed with warm smiles and deep courtesies by the staff, and they even served us wine and Kushari, which is considered being the national dish of Egypt. We stayed and enjoyed the ride for about an hour, watching the sun set beyond the horizon and the blue waters were stained orange by the rays of the sun. The next time my vision cleared after a teleport, I stared ahead at the monument in front of me… and kept staring. “Umm… Alina? I hate to spoil the fun, but I t