Papyrus-FC

With each tentative step of his calloused feet, courtesy of a life of walking barefoot, Papyrus passed through the entrance to the main hall. On his sides were the familiar massive pillars and walls adorned with the perfectly painted hieroglyphs and deities. In some cases, the figures were engraved in the rock. Papyrus never really cared much for the decoration. In the privacy of his thoughts he thought it to be ostentatious. He would never, though, voice such thoughts as the royalty would be greatly offended, not to mention the Gods! The consequences of aggravating Gods were grim, as he had once or twice learnt. One by one, he slowly put on

The light of Ra, the Sun God, bathed the city of Thebes in its golden radiance. The Nile river, generous life-giver to the splendorous land of Egypt, ran gracefully besides the capital. The noise of hustle and bustle of the city was heard from the opposite margin to varanda of the palace. Up there sat a teenage girl approaching womanhood. One look at her would tell she was wealthy and important. A dress of fine linen and silk reached down to her thighs. She was also adorned with jewels of polished gold such as bracelets in her upper arms, a wide collar around her neck and a striking headdress with a serpent’s head, the protective symbo