Reblogged from strangegoingsonintheshed:
I wasn’t planning to make this my last post for 2019, but it appears His Nibs (Anubis) and Heru-ur (Horus the Elder) have other ideas. The time has come for a journey into the heart of a desert on the fringes of the imagination. One might question the necessity of such an act, indeed, even urge caution. Regardless, there’s a story waiting to be told and a visionary journey to enact.
The creative well is very low, so you can understand the urgency of my task. Yet, the Waters of Life have begun flowing through veins, the tributaries of my inner landscape, in readiness for a new beginning. That’s the hope. The two elder gods sit on either side of me, watching intently, knowing what the outcome will be. They always know what lies at the end of whatever road I take. As for this journey, let’s see what unfolds.
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