mythology

The scent of the leather and the feel of the cold steel transported her back in time. __ut Daddy, why can__ I have a sword and a scabbard? Dillon and Tynan have one and look, I can lift it above my head, too._ Kylah chuckled because she hadn__ lifted it above her head; she__ barely lifted the broadsword off the floor. But Cearnach was always supportive. He__ told her, __omeday, little one_ someday you will be a great warrior just like your brothers.

I never seem to have any level of restraint with you, woman.

He whispered as he kissed down her neck. __ would love nothing more than to take you right here on the counter, Fire Angel, but if I__ late to meet with your grandmothers, they might just decide to throw my ass on a funeral pyre and I wouldn__ be back for three days.

Her __eath_ was the only way for her to live.

We are meaning-seeking creatures. Dogs, as far as we know, do not agonise about the canine condition, worry about the plight of dogs in other parts of the world, or try to see their lives from a different perspective. But human beings fall easily into despair, and from the very beginning we invented stories that enabled us to place our lives in a larger setting, that revealed an underlying pattern, and gave us a sense that, against all the depressing and chaotic evidence to the contrary, life had meaning and value

I could have killed you,_ I snarl.__ou think you can become a god. You always meddle and change and create. No, that is not the way. What is shall always be. What is known shall always stand.___hen you__e never been in a laboratory!

Experiment: Live and love as much as I can, before my particles fall away to wander in stardust.

Do you really think that Tutankhamen would have taken a chance on some pale girl with pretty eyes had you not been the priestess of Anubis?___ou did._ The words fall out of me.__hat?__ look up at him. __ou took a chance on me._ I sit up, breath heavy in my throat. __hen I was nothing but a dead, lost thing.

She wants me. And I am terrified, knowing how much I want her back.

I bet if I were pharaoh, I__ have had my tomb planned and designed by the time I was ten. I've always wanted to be five steps ahead of where I am. And my mind does it right now: I picture the king on his deathbed, and Ay delivers the awful news to me, but I'm the best embalmer in Thebes thanks to Anubis, so I'm alone in a dark room, and I cut open his soft chest, and take out a heart filled with dreams and love and sadness.

His lips are soft and crushing at the same time. I__ not sure what to do__s there an algorithm for kissing?

Ahhh." Anubis narrows his eyes at me. ____e given you inspiration. Now you__e thinking about bringing the lightbulb to ancient Egypt. It would be a hit___ll those dark tombs.__ou. I was thinking about you. His eyebrows rise. __uh? Me?__luorine uranium carbon potassium. I said that out loud. "I mean," I stutter, "I was thinking about_unimolecular reactions.

I want to go home.___mpossible. You__e here now.___ut why?___ane Ezrael,_ Anubis says, __ou__e dead.

From beneath the folds of his robes, he reveals a small steel dagger. __ou have tempted fate so many times already and still yield to it. Time for history to rewrite itself. Time for Tutankhamen to have a new ending._ Aten holds the hilt out to me.I stare at the dagger. The hilt is bronze, carved with sun discs that glow when they catch the sun. __hat do you want me to do with that?__ten smiles a white, gaping grin. __ill Tutankhamen and carve out his heart.

And whose heart do you want me to steal?_ The words escape me in a whisper.A small smile pricks Aten__ lips. __ing Tutankhamen.

If I wasn't discovering something, if I wasn't studying, well then, what was I doing? I know I wouldn__ be happy unless I made a difference. So what was the happiness of a moment worth against the happiness of my life?" I let out a breathy laugh and squeeze his hand. "I guess it doesn't matter now._ I stare out over camp, but a glassy sadness blurs my vision. __ave you ever wanted something so much that everything else in the world seemed so small?"He tilts his head toward me, narrowing his eyes. "I'm beginning to.

He stares blankly, then leaves the room like a ghost__ever truly here. I gaze at the doorway. I do not know if he means for me to follow him. It__ a choice then.And I realize that this is no choice at all, but rather a sentence. By love or by evil, somehow I am bound to Tutankhamen. It__ not a choice any more if I will follow him, but a question of what I will do when I catch him.

Well, it__ probably a good thing Anubis didn__ kiss me. I would have died all over again.