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Thoth know what was
needed to release them, Time. Time which they where sheltered from,
was needed to free them. Time would hold them and bind them to eternally
shifting forms of light and dark, night and day, forever.
They must be born. So Thoth devised
a plan.
The cunning moon played endless games of chance with his arrogant brother Ra. Letting him win the majority of the games he secretly gathered winnings ( parts of light ). Furious at being deceived Ra pounded his hands on the gaming table shaking the earth. Thoth spoke " you are bright my brother, But greed hinders you. Let us make a deal. I have won 5 days of light. These days shall be returned to you.. in exchange for the 5 unborn gods to be born one on each. Ra seeing no alternative agreed.
Osiris was to be
first born, to go and make peace with Ra. To work together in returning
the earth to abundance.
Set complained that he should be first.
To go out and battle Ra. Horus Stated that fate is not decided by
man nor gods. As Osiris left Isis lay down with him one more time
tieing their souls togethter with a silver cord. " In 3 days we will be
together again. "
Osiris fell out of heaven and into time. Where his feet touched the ground there rushed up a green field of wheat. Water flowed and flowers bloomed. Then second was Horus the elder. A golden hawk whos claws never touched the earth. He observed future and past and all that go between. Then third was Set hideous to behold, his hart hadened into iron. On this day Ra sent forth a whirling red wind storm full of fury and sand. Set turned into an asp and slithered into the rocks to wait out the storm.
Three days had passed. Isis held Nephthys as they wept for there husbands. Nephthys then spoke " sister, your sorrows are mine let us comfort each other."
Isis responded " Beloved, sister heart of my heart, we will be together always your children will be mine and mine will be yours. We will soar at the dawn with our wings spread, rejoicing in our good fortune."
On the forth day, the windstorm ceased. Isis passed through the portel of time, leaving Nephthys alone with her grief . In the east hung the golden orb. In the west hung the hot white star, which was the soul of the goddess herself.
On the fifth day, the goddess Nephthyswas born in a shroud of mystery. She hid her light like the way only faint stars can be seen only from the corner of your eye. Wolves howled and frogs gulped she brought truth into the land but the kind of truth that can only be glimpsed in dreams.
By day Nephthys sang
her woman songs of becoming, while by night she sang her songs of unbearable
sorrow.
