“He has never once called in sick.”
A Sunfire immortal of The Duat
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By day he sails the sky in the day-barque; by night he sails the Duat in the Mesektet, ram-headed, through twelve gates, while Apophis waits in the dark water to swallow the light. He has made this commute for eternity. He has never once called in sick. Isis once tricked his secret name out of him with a serpent made of his own spit, and he has been careful about spitting ever since.
Tonight, ram-headed, he enters the first gate. The barque is already creaking. Seth is at the prow, Sia in the bows, Heka in the stern, and the dark water is waiting.
The commute never ends. That is the point. That is also the threat.
“A temple guard at the holy lake swears he saw two eyes in the sanctuary where no face was — just the shroud, and the eyes, the way Spell 17 draws him. He was watching the barque's reflection in the water. The barque was not on the water. It was night, and the barque was in the Duat.”
The Smiter watches the sun's reflection. The sun is not there.
“The Lake of Fire threw its light upward in a single column, and the barque's keel rang like a struck bowl as it passed over. The justified on board felt the heat through the deck. Old sailors of the night say the lake has never reached up before. The lake, they say, is reaching.”
The fire reached up. The keel answered.
The night journey and the weighing: Ra’s barque through twelve gates, the forty-two judges, the scales, and the things that wait beside them.
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“the elders say: the palest ink is more reliable than the most powerful memory — the feather is lighter than you think. So is a clear conscience.”
