The State of My Head

Inside The Aether, Some Time Ago

Observation: White darkness.

Deduction: The Quiet-- it has come back--and it surrounds this place.

Sound: Distant whispers tear through my tomb.

Sight: Light! No--lightning?

Smell: Burnt skin-- like charred ash engulfing the air-- suffocating it.

Voice: "It Was The Price Paid, Sister."

Deduction: War, once more--or never ending? 

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Inside The Aether, Some Time Passed

Observation: Constant thunderous lightning for what seems years after...

Realization: But I can not ever intervene. Leave and let live. He or she who dies shall die, he or she who lives shall live on.

Sound: Weeklong screams no more.

Sight: Roots have surrounded my tomb. Rotten roots overtaking...

Smell: Musty, grassy notes... stronger by each passing day.

Voice: "The Others deserved a break from this-- it is what is fair, T."

Deduction: I will never know unless I leave my tomb--visit Them.

Optional alternatives: 1) send Messenger, 2) start the Journey accompanied.

Decision: Conjure the Order. Visit Ra. Find Osiris. Seek Asylum with Anubis if needed. Do. Not. Die.

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"Seker" from Dawn of Gods Wiki
"American Gods" paperback cover by Robert McGinnis, 2016
"Black Phoenix" art by Julie Dillon