Soul Awakened
“His leg muscles quivered with fatigue. An unfit penance considering his crimes. He stared at the growing stack of ostraca at the foot of the statue. Prayers to the goddess. A lot had changed. Prior to his kidnapping, he rarely set foot in a temple, and when he did it was only for official functions. He never found any use for it. Now, when the urge struck to crawl into his dark hole, he came here. To say the least, he was here often.
He brushed his fingers against the rolls at the bottom of the stack. The hieroglyphics scribbled into the parchment were wild and illegible at best. A bright reflection of his state of mind when he first arrived in the warrior camp.
Things were less bleak these days. His suicidal ideation although present was less acute. At least he could look around the room and not see the various ways he could end his life. But then again, Sin kept him distracted by his incessant blabbering. The small band of fledgling warriors had accepted him as one of their own and ...worse designated him as their leader.MoreLess
He brushed his fingers against the rolls at the bottom of the stack. The hieroglyphics scribbled into the parchment were wild and illegible at best. A bright reflection of his state of mind when he first arrived in the warrior camp.
Things were less bleak these days. His suicidal ideation although present was less acute. At least he could look around the room and not see the various ways he could end his life. But then again, Sin kept him distracted by his incessant blabbering. The small band of fledgling warriors had accepted him as one of their own and ...worse designated him as their leader.MoreLess
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