dayadhvam (so that you might know truth)
Dear Horus-Awing-and-Lost,
Humans are still very strange. In this place they play with death like gods sometimes do, but without wanting to, and realizing what is happening to them. I watched a curious game with a large brother from the north; he shared his meal and told me it was about revenge. How curious! Revenge. Jealousy, then, as what led to me binding up the Lord himself? I do not know their stories. I took a skull to play with, or rather, Ammit did. I do not think that was very respectful, but since the girl does not appear to actually be dead, I suppose it is not so important. Perhaps I should give it back.
I am leaving this letter out with a smashed woodchuck carcass, I hope it reaches you somehow. Did you leave me this? If not, I hope something in it reaches you as well.
Your friend always,
Humans are still very strange. In this place they play with death like gods sometimes do, but without wanting to, and realizing what is happening to them. I watched a curious game with a large brother from the north; he shared his meal and told me it was about revenge. How curious! Revenge. Jealousy, then, as what led to me binding up the Lord himself? I do not know their stories. I took a skull to play with, or rather, Ammit did. I do not think that was very respectful, but since the girl does not appear to actually be dead, I suppose it is not so important. Perhaps I should give it back.
I am leaving this letter out with a smashed woodchuck carcass, I hope it reaches you somehow. Did you leave me this? If not, I hope something in it reaches you as well.
Your friend always,