(This is my first try of a story - please be mild)
Return of the Great House
Omicron Lost:
A Nephtis was slowly floating through the system.
The priests had said, she was elected to help to build a new dynasty.
The queen was on her way to return to mankind and she was supposed to the glory days back.
She would obey nothing else but the rules of the Maat, goddess of the balance between the things.
We will need temples, a palace, servants, traders that deliver the goods, wardens, royal clerks...
I wont be able to do that on my own. I am only Nephetaria - a ladys maid. and I, I should be.... dead.......
2.000.000 Lightyears away:
Cleopatra opened her eyes.
Come back!, Come back!
The increasing and decreasing monotonously singing gouged into her brain.
Come back!,Come back!
Yes, she would come back - the power of life began to circle in her venes and she felt the little headache.
Come back!, Come back!
She remembered the words she had to say, although she learned them so long ago:
I am back to follow the rules of the gods. She raised her head and her voice became stronger with
every breath, that filled her lungs with the fresh air of the small planet.
I will help to bring the regularity back. I will exercise the rites that connect earth and universe.
Isis, Osiris and Amun will be the stars in the sky, leading my steps on earth. Maat will rule my thinking.
Seth will be my fire, when the enemies threaten the empire. We will burn their flesh and whipe out their names.
So stand up and get dressed like the queen that you are.
With this words an old priest started to remove the old linen bandages.
It took about two hours to set her free, so she could take a bath and get dressed in her clothes with the golden embroideries.
My signs of royalty ? she asked with a slightly covered voice, holding her open hand towards him.
You wont need them, Cleopatra, the times have changed - you have to bring back the set of beliefs.
You mean...
Yes, there is a universe filled with insurgent beings
Then, Seth will be my flaming sword to eradicate them, Cleopatra shouted.
Be careful, some of them might be willing to follow you. Dont teach the wrong ones
I wont, priest, I wont.
She turned around with a raging look at the priest, while the people fell on their knees.
The Great House had back its pharao.
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(1000 thanks to my dictionary forgive me my spelling)