The statue stood nearly 6 feet tall, 2 feet wide, and 2 feet deep. A pool sat at the base. Along the bottom of the pool, and up the base of the statue was what appeared to be 23 different masks, all of them made of bronze, some of them colored different shades, and every one different then the one before it. They were stacked together, melded, some ( Read more... )

Anubis
Indeed, you are 75% erudite, 62% sensual, 62% martial, and 79% saturnine.

Anubis was the Egyptian God of funerary rituals and the protector of the dead as well as the judge of souls and ruler of the underworld. Since it was his duty to weigh souls (along with the Goddess Maat) as a means of discovering the content of honesty, Anubis was ( Read more... )

Asente smiled as the credits rolled at the end of the film. It had been entertaining. A mild distraction from his usual boredom. He chuckled. Now it was time for work. He reached down and pulled at an extra shoe string tied around his ankle. He stood and made his way through the eisle of the theater pulling glamour around his face and more again to ( Read more... )

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Asente looked down at the bare form of Rowena laying on the bed and smiled. He felt whole again, more so then before. "Love is a lie." He looked down as she breathed heavily, tired from their passions. "Passion is true. It will tell you that it will end. That it may never come again." He smiled. "Love lies. It is absolute, yet it fades. What truth ( Read more... )

Asente looked at the paper that once sat in the urn he kept to remind him of his loss, and failure ( Read more... )

"Do I make you uneasy, Your Excellency?" Her voice cut through the surrounding patrons and struck Asente deeply. The sun had begun to burn at his skin. She made him quite uneasy. He couldn't place why. "No." He responded, explaining his condition ( Read more... )

Asente stepped out, onto the porch of Ducey’s, he squinted at the sun and rubbed his hands in inrritation, he smiled as he saw Countess Dierdre sitting with a smile, and sipping an iced tea. He smiled as he approached. He was struck by the sight of her, a myriad of emotions swirled within him. The hate, sorrow, self doubt, and feelings of rejection ( Read more... )

Asente smiled at Rowena across the kitchen island and popped a grape into his mouth. He looked at her with loathing. Loathing for her, for the dreaming that brought them together, but mostly for himself ( Read more... )