Chapter Six
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In the ancient annals of Egypt, a tale whispers through the winds of time, reaching back some five millennia. In the era when Narmer, the divine sovereign, held dominion over the unified land, a temple of unparalleled splendor rose above the city of Nekhen. Dedicated to the veneration of the falcon-headed god Horus, this sanctum manifested amid a realm bathed in mystique—a place of enigmatic nocturnal lights that graced the skies long before Karnak and Luxor claimed their celestial ascent.
Known to the Greeks as Hierakonpolis, the "City of the Falcon," Nekhen's temple possessed a sacred allure that transcended the mortal realm. Amidst its sacred grounds, a peculiar resonance echoed through the silent nights, a sonorous hum that trembled the very foundations of the temple. Whispers among the priests and priestesses spoke of ethereal phenomena—a luminous wall materializing, only to vanish in fleeting moments, casting an otherworldly glow upon the hallowed sanctuary. A tale woven into the fabric of ancient mysteries, resonating with the echoes of divine secrets.
In the midst of a lengthy winter's night, a soft luminescence materialized, gradually ascending the full height of a temple wall. It coalesced into a circular configuration, resembling a portal of ancient mystique. In the twinkling of an eye, amidst an ethereal dance of floating lights, two feminine figures emerged. Their alabaster skin radiated beneath the moon's gentle glow, adorned with a non-human, diamond-like luminosity, earning them the moniker of "The Shiny Ones."
With a grace befitting celestial beings, they traversed the temple's labyrinthine corridors, their swift movements leaving trails of brilliance in their wake. Silently, they melted into the nocturnal labyrinth of the city, their enigmatic presence echoing through the ages like a whisper of ancient secrets.
In the ensuing years, the enigmatic pair known as the Shiny Ones transitioned into revered figures among the city's scholars and healers. As the sands of time sifted through the millennia, they each found love and became mothers, ushering two sons into the world. As the boys reached the tender age of ten, their shared curiosity led them to clandestine explorations, venturing into forbidden corners as all spirited youth are wont to do.
During one such escapade, far removed from the watchful eyes of their vigilant mothers, a twist of fate led them to a profound discovery—a deep and ancient chamber beneath the hallowed temple of Horus. In the midst of their perilous descent, something truly magical unfolded. The necklaces bestowed upon them by their mothers initiated an otherworldly cascade of events. A mysterious portal of radiant light materialized, rescuing the boys from the imminent perils of their descent, whisking them away to realms unknown while shielding them from the abyss below.
In the blink of an eye, the boys tumbled through the portal, landing on the soft sands beside a captivating oasis. The mystical runes adorning their necklaces seared into each boy's chest, leaving indelible marks. Soon discovered by a caravan resting nearby, led by a renowned scholar and astrologist, and guarded by the commander of the Hassin's elite forces—a man of multifaceted skills, toughened by countless battles yet harboring a heart as tender as the dawn.
The caravan's destination was the sacred city of Jerusalem, and the year unfurled its pages to the tale of 1112 AD. The journey ahead promised not only a temporal shift but a destiny interwoven with ancient secrets and unforeseen turns.
