For every joy, there is a price to be paid.
The only thing that is humiliating is helplessness.
ABASI
Abasi nodded. It was refreshing to speak to a ruler with a good head on her shoulders - not that he dared say anything negative of Pharaoh, but the man in power when he had been serving had often been petty and immature, demanding his way and barely even considering there might be other viewpoints, never mind what they were. It felt terribly wrong for Abasi to think this though so he guiltily tried to push it out of mind, feeling somehow as if his Gods could still see him.
"On the one hand, no one on my world saw Gods in person - yet they would always listen. It is hard here for me to know that people actually speak to the Gods face to face, yet the Gods choose not to see me for the sake of a label I had no control over." Abasi sighed; occasionally he wondered if everyone was being dramatic when they claimed to be able to see Gods here, if his shrine experiences had actually been the norm, but with so many people claiming divine experience it was hard to discount them all.
At least he could speak on his own Gods with confidence. Watching the mud slide up Wessex's arm he pressed down on his face (which was becoming with each minute more and more a vaguely-human lump of mud) to discourage it from spreading. "We had many Gods. Osiris, Ra, Set, Sobek...too many for me to name. Each has their own temples - personally, I was a Priest of Osiris as well as the chief spiritual advisor to Pharaoh. Osiris is our God of death, yet also life. Duality is important in life." He smiled the ghost of a smile, thinking back to lessons he had taught children. "Our Gods enjoyed sacrifices of animals and gifts of gold, yet it seems the Gods here do not care for such things. I know some Gods on my world demanded human sacrifice, but..."
Abasi thought back to Jigano, how offended the man had been at the mention of something that had been common on his world - in that case religious wars, but it still spoke to a generally softer atmosphere than he was used to. "I feel that is not the type of world this is, somehow."
"On the one hand, no one on my world saw Gods in person - yet they would always listen. It is hard here for me to know that people actually speak to the Gods face to face, yet the Gods choose not to see me for the sake of a label I had no control over." Abasi sighed; occasionally he wondered if everyone was being dramatic when they claimed to be able to see Gods here, if his shrine experiences had actually been the norm, but with so many people claiming divine experience it was hard to discount them all.
At least he could speak on his own Gods with confidence. Watching the mud slide up Wessex's arm he pressed down on his face (which was becoming with each minute more and more a vaguely-human lump of mud) to discourage it from spreading. "We had many Gods. Osiris, Ra, Set, Sobek...too many for me to name. Each has their own temples - personally, I was a Priest of Osiris as well as the chief spiritual advisor to Pharaoh. Osiris is our God of death, yet also life. Duality is important in life." He smiled the ghost of a smile, thinking back to lessons he had taught children. "Our Gods enjoyed sacrifices of animals and gifts of gold, yet it seems the Gods here do not care for such things. I know some Gods on my world demanded human sacrifice, but..."
Abasi thought back to Jigano, how offended the man had been at the mention of something that had been common on his world - in that case religious wars, but it still spoke to a generally softer atmosphere than he was used to. "I feel that is not the type of world this is, somehow."
If his heart rules him,
his conscience will soon take the place of the rod.
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