Yes, literally every one of them is a euphemism. She's a goddess! Of death! Historically people are far from casual about her! [He took another deep breath, pinched the bridge of his nose. Collected himself.] Look, I'm sorry. This is honestly incredibly stressful for me, she and I have some... History, and...
[Not the time, not the place to delve into that.]
Mortal heart in one hand, feather in the other, yes. It's her lore. The judgement of death, that's her dominion. I myself uncovered the more obscure details, I would know.
[But even the censorship he had defied didn't mention anything about a father figure, no. She had a consort, perhaps a brother, but not a father entailed. The more this Takara talked, the more it became clear the Ishaq that just enough parallels remained to suggest one thing: she was a version of the goddess he once held so dear to his heart. She was a mirror image of her, but distorted. Friendlier. More mortal.
Yet deeper questions remained.]
What is Egyptian? What is that? Outside the Empire?
no subject
[Not the time, not the place to delve into that.]
Mortal heart in one hand, feather in the other, yes. It's her lore. The judgement of death, that's her dominion. I myself uncovered the more obscure details, I would know.
[But even the censorship he had defied didn't mention anything about a father figure, no. She had a consort, perhaps a brother, but not a father entailed. The more this Takara talked, the more it became clear the Ishaq that just enough parallels remained to suggest one thing: she was a version of the goddess he once held so dear to his heart. She was a mirror image of her, but distorted. Friendlier. More mortal.
Yet deeper questions remained.]
What is Egyptian? What is that? Outside the Empire?