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“Yes,” he said on a yawn.
“I think you need a nap,” she said, turning back to her computer.
“I am rather tired.”
“Then go nap.”
“I must oversee all the pieces you choose.”
“There will not be that many pieces coming with us. We will present most of the items in photos displayed on the white boards behind me while I speak and describe the individual pieces and what we believe they were used for, and if they’re inscribed, the meaning of the inscriptions on them.”
“It would be much easier if you’d just choose one,” Ra said.
“It’s not that simple. There is no one antiquity that would clearly convey the opulence of the tomb.”
“Why do you continue to call my temple a tomb? It is not a tomb, it’s a temple. And yes, there is one.”
“Because it’s named the Tomb of Ra. That’s how it’s known. And let’s just clarify that if someone was entombed there, for any length of time, and in any way, it becomes a tomb, even if it was once a temple.”
“But I wasn’t dead.”
“You certainly weren’t alive!”
“But I was! I was simply waiting!”
Azi turned in her chair to look directly at Ra. “Waiting for what?”
“For Neith to decide I’d waited long enough,” he said grouchily.
“I don’t understand,” Azi said.
“Neith locked us away in my temple. She even built the temple to lock us away in.”
“Us?”
“All of us! It’s her own fault, really. She should not have given the other gods free will. It should only have been myself, and her.”
“What did you do?”
“Me? Nothing. The others… everything. They continuously complained, constantly caused arguments, demanded equal respect and treatment to that which I received. Demanded that I have limited access to regions they oversaw. Which is completely ridiculous, because I created everything, and everyone. Even them! One cannot be prevented from having access to areas they created!”
“I thought Neith was the primordial goddess. Wouldn’t that have made her your creator?”
“Yes, yes. She created me, then I created all else. I created everything but her.”
“And everyone demanded that she step in and make everything equal.”
“They demanded lots of things, every day. She grew tired of the noise and chaos.”
“Okay, I’m beginning to see things clearly. She punished the lot of you. She just wanted peace and quiet and when no one would give it to her, she put you in a place that no one could bother her anymore.”
“It was an impulsive decision. She’s very impatient.”
“She sounds very reasonable to me.”
“I’m not speaking to you anymore,” Ra said, as he looked down his nose at her and sauntered out of her office.
“Hey! You didn’t tell me. Which one piece would you choose to display if you could only choose one?”
