A.N-This is a little different than the first copy, because I accidentally overworte this. I liked the other one better, but what can you do?
*All content material is of my own imagination; none of it was stolen from anybody
The Kemtian looks down on his new-born daughter. She is very pale, but he has been assured she is healthy. She has black hair with a few streaks of brown in it, and turqoise eyes that neither parent have, but they didn't care. She is their daughter. And therefore she is perfect.
"Darling..." He tears himself away from his daughter to look at her mother, and his heart lurches. Nejiri is deathly pale, not the healthy one of their child, and when he takes her hand it is cold and clammy. Her breathing is labored, and he knows she does not have long. Looking at her, he remembers all the nights they spent together, the rendezvouses they had. He remembers her warmth, and her kindness. He remembers her shyness at first, and then great eagerness. The laughs. The kisses. Hiding from her father. His heart breaks, and he cries inside silently.
"Darling," she says again, gasping. She cloes her eyes, gathering courage. He implores her to keep quiet, save her strength, but she shakes her head weakly and continues.
"I am...leaving...this world...aren't...I?" The Kemtian can not dispute that, and he is terrified. He loves her, cannot imagine that she will die. So what if he is the god of death? He can not do anything. And besides, if-when-she dies, what would happen to their daughter? Who would care for their child? He could not take her in, that he knew.
So what would happen to their beloved Auset*?
"An...pu*...I...always knew...you could not...stay. But...still, I...loved every...mintue of...us. We-we have a...daughter." Neijiri smils weakly. She pants, and her grip loosens. She is barely clinging to life when she says,
"And, I know...you can't...take her. But...just watch...over her...please." And with those words, Nejiri's ba and ka leaves her body, leaving behind her lover and baby girl.
Anpu looks at his daughter again. He knows he will have to go soon, have to help Ma'at at the scales. But he would stay for a while. This is his daughter, no? He should have some alond time with her. He picks her up, and she gurgles, unaware that her mother has just departed this life, and that her future is so uncertain. Anpu closes his eyes, and tears gather at the edges. He is mourning his lover's death, and his daughter's life, because he does not know what will become of her.
He brings his little Auset to his chest, and then pulls away for a brief second to blow on her. A black haze surrounds the baby for a moment, and then subsides. Anpu smiles at the child, who now has his blessing. Though she might not see him, he would always look after her. He gazes at her mother's body for a while, looking at the gold collar that had been a gift to her from him.
Carrying the child on his hip, he un-dos the the clasp. Using his mind to write on the back of it, he puts it in a basket near the bed. He puts a pillow and blankets in the basket as well, arranging it to make it comfortable. Then he places his child in it. The baby girl seems sad at the loss of her father's hands, and begins to cry softly. Anpu puts a finger to her lips, and she quiets instantly. Then he places a chaste kiss on her forehead.
Someday, Desert Princess, I will come for you. And all the gods will recognize you as mine.
A.N-I'm sorry for the changes. I made a mistake, and I admit it. This isn't too bad, but I still wish I had the other version. Ahem. To the stars (*)
Anpu-"royal child", Egyptianized name of Anubis, god of jackals, mummification, and the dead
Auset-"the Throne", Egyptianized name of Isis, goddess of magic, life, sometimes the sky, pharohs and motherhood