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#14003336 Mar 29, 2019 at 02:35 AM
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The high priest struggled to draw a deep breath. It was not so much he age as it was his desire. His enemies had been destroyed and yet he remained.

The air was thick and humid. Paks had gone with Neverlin, he had seen to that. There was no one left to hinder Ptahs rise to power. The Vessel had been discovered as were the legs of Ibis in Turan and the eyes of Derketa here in Khopshef.

One by one ships began to appear on the horizon like the backs of crocodiles rising to swallow the Styx. The army was returning home. Soon perhaps he would also.
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#14169477 Jun 30, 2019 at 12:47 AM
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The road home was arduous and heat beat down on the wearied army as they marched into Kush. The desert sands howled with laughter about the empty ramparts of Gardak. They past the escarpments wearily but expected no resistance. Ptah had returned home. Then a dark spot rose in front of the setting sun diming its radiance ever so slightly. The Kings Vizier smirked in amusement and simply dropped a finger to usher in a full eclipse. The men fell like ants under the assault hundreds died as the arrows of Nafertiri and Temepestra fell from heaven. Shield walls covered the high priest and the Prince. Shouting and wailing grew dim. They would not see Stygia this night.
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