Post by emma on Oct 8, 2007 18:30:23 GMT
Sighing once again young Queen Nefertiri stared at her reflection in one of the many broken mirrors in Alexandria. She was staring back at air. Sighing once again her hand lingered on the mirror for a while. How she wished she could see her reflection once again. To stare at that pretty face of hers without feeling hollow. Without thinking she'd never look like that ever again. It hurt her. She'd been so beautiful once. Darn it! She felt like Medusa who had not been able to look in any mirror because of the many snakes sprouting from her head. It had all been Hera's fault. Hera, scared of Medusa's powerful beauty. Hera had robbed Medusa of ever looking at her beautiful self again... Because otherwise she'd be turned to stone.
It wasn't as if Queen Nefertire would turn to stone if she could see her reflection again. Yet Nefertiri could have been envied by Death for her beauty so Death followed her and took her reflection away from her. Oh how it hurt. To never see her beautiful self again... Or at least Nefertiri liked to think she had been beautiful... Once... When she had been with the living. It was why she hated the living and had come to haunt Alexandria. Where fellow death Egyptians joined her. "Nefertiri" Mara, a fellow Ghost that had once been a servant of the Pharao. Nefertiri glared at the ghost finally letting her hand leave the mirror. "Queen Nefertiri" Mara repeated finally making Nefertiri smile in satisfaction. It was coincedence that she had found a servant here. "Can I help the Queen with anything?" the servant asked bowing slightly. Nefertiri dismissed the servant by making signs with her hand. "No Mara, I think I'm fine" Nefertiri smiled before looking at the mirror once again hoping she would see her reflection. Once again none could be seen.
It wasn't as if Queen Nefertire would turn to stone if she could see her reflection again. Yet Nefertiri could have been envied by Death for her beauty so Death followed her and took her reflection away from her. Oh how it hurt. To never see her beautiful self again... Or at least Nefertiri liked to think she had been beautiful... Once... When she had been with the living. It was why she hated the living and had come to haunt Alexandria. Where fellow death Egyptians joined her. "Nefertiri" Mara, a fellow Ghost that had once been a servant of the Pharao. Nefertiri glared at the ghost finally letting her hand leave the mirror. "Queen Nefertiri" Mara repeated finally making Nefertiri smile in satisfaction. It was coincedence that she had found a servant here. "Can I help the Queen with anything?" the servant asked bowing slightly. Nefertiri dismissed the servant by making signs with her hand. "No Mara, I think I'm fine" Nefertiri smiled before looking at the mirror once again hoping she would see her reflection. Once again none could be seen.