“The priest/ess holds his/her hands in the invocation/nis* position, with the arms stretched out and held at about shoulder level and the hands held vertically with the thumbs seen on top. The following shall be said:
“May you awake in beauty! Hail to you, Amun-Ra Harakhty, Atum, Khepri, Heru who crosses the sky, Great Falcon, adorned of breast, Beautiful of face with the great double feather. May you awake in beauty at dawn At what the assembled Ennead says to you. Joy resounds for you at evening, Kenmut (one of the first of the 36 decan or star-deities) praises you Who spends the night being carried in pregnancy. The earth becomes bright at your birth. Your mother protects you every day. May Ra live and the enemy die! While you endure, your enemy falls. You cross the sky in life and in health. You adorn the sky in the Mandjet (morning) boat. You spend the day in your boat with pleasant heart. Ma’at has appeared on your forehead. Rise, Ra. Shine as Akhty (he of the horizon), Dark One with radiant face. The crew of Ra is jubilant. The sky and earth are joyful. The Great Ennead pay homage to you, Amun-Ra Harakhty has gone forth in triumph!”15 (4 times)
AN ALTERNATE INVOCATION HYMN Adapted from an inscription at the Temple of Hibis which “comprised part of the beginning of the daily cult ritual of the temple.” (Lorton, 159) All present shall recite the REFRAIN. The priest shall recite the versicle.
REFRAIN: “May you awaken, may you be in peace, may you awaken in peace. Awaken, Oh Amun-Ra, in life and in peace! Awaken in peace! “Oh Falcon of the Nome-gods, who lights the Two Lands, Bull of the Outpouring-of-Nun, who lives forever in his name of Ra, every day,
REFRAIN: “May you awaken, may you be in peace, may you awaken in peace. Awaken, Oh Amun-Ra, in life and in peace! Awaken in peace! “Oh Living-of-Births in his left Eye, whom everyone loves, in his name of Moon, the god of minds and hearts,
REFRAIN: “May you awaken, may you be in peace, may you awaken in peace. Awaken, Oh Amun-Ra, in life and in peace! Awaken in peace! “Oh He-exhales-the-winds, making throats to breathe, in his name of Amun, enduring in all things, the Ba of Shu for all the Netjeru,
REFRAIN: “May you awaken, may you be in peace, may you awaken in peace. Awaken, Oh Amun-Ra, in life and in peace! Awaken in peace! “Oh Flesh-of-life who creates the plant of life, Nepery, who floods the Two Lands, without whom there is no life within the Two Lands, in his name of Nun the great,
REFRAIN: “May you awaken, may you be in peace, may you awaken in peace. Awaken, Oh Amun-Ra, in life and in peace! Awaken in peace!”
May Wesir Reedy have cool water, bread, incense, alabaster, bread and all his favorite foods and all good things that the gods live on
He was wrong- Shireen knew her men, and they were loyal and honest and true. “If that was the case, they would want to keep that child on the throne, surely, rather than serve a fully grown man who they can’t manipulate to the same extent? So, they would still support my claim.”
Shireen shook her head sadly. “I am sorry that Aegon and Rhaenys and their mother were killed, my lord, but it was Lannister men who murdered them, not Baratheon.”
Shireen gritted her teeth at his suggestion. “No!” She was a Baratheon, the rightful queen, and she would not be treated like an object to be disposed of at will, just because she was a child. She would never let him marry her off to a Frey, and she would never submit to a life of humiliation and despair, torn down from the position that was justly hers.
She was her father’s daughter- she was made of iron, and would rather break than bend. She would never give in to Viserys, no matter what he said or did. “I am no one’s ward.”
His threat towards her men made Shireen feel sick. She wanted to beg for mercy for them- but not yet. That would be an admission of defeat, and she was not defeated yet.
“I don’t believe this fight will need to be taken onto the battlefield. If there is to be a war, it will take place in this room. This matter can be settled right here, right now, between the two of us.”
She had a point, Viserys couldn’t deny it would be far easier to have a child on the throne. But if she was this self aware, he wondered for a moment how well these men could manipulate her? “Lannister men may have murdered them but the Baratheon sat himself upon the throne that was my right. After Prince Rhaegar’s death, after my father, King Aerys II’s death. I was King. Viserys Targayren, King of the Iron Throne. By right of sucession, I should have been there.” Viserys informed the young girl.
This girl had some determination. Viserys would not go down so easily and his head tilted to one side, trying to understand what she was talking about. “How so?” He asked, his voice losing a bit of it’s harshness. “Are we going to talk this out and draw up papers” He wanted to snort at the idea but if that was the case, he had to admire her, this child who wanted to avoid more death, if he was correct in thinking, would rather negotiate. “Negotiation instead of war?”
she shuddered, breath watery and trembling. she reached for him, trying her best to still and settle him. “brandon, please! you’re hurt. be still…” she couldn’t live with herself if another member of her family were to die for her naive foolishness. she moved to stand shakily before him, attempting to push his strong body back onto the bed. “i don’t know. your sword wasn’t with you when they brought you.” and they didn’t keep weapons in lyanna’s chambers, save the ones worn and carried by the appointed guards.
“I’ll be still when you are safe.” He snarled at his sister as he tried to block her as she came fourth as he managed to stand, he was caught off guard at her push and he sat back upon the bed, a grimace on his face. “Seven hells….” He needed a weapon. Needed to get them both out of this damn tower. “You are not staying here another moment. Lyanna.” Brandon stood again this time pushing past the pain as he looked out the tower window and saw Rhaegar’s guards, their backs to the tower. “What awaits us if we leave this chamber. Guards outside these doors?”
❝When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything.❞ ❝We fight and die, or we submit and die. I know my choices.❞ ❝I’m not here to murder – bend the knee and join me, or refuse, and die.❞ ❝Whatever stands in our way, we will defeat it.❞ ❝Right now, you and I, we’re children, playing at a game, screaming that the rules aren’t fair.❞ ❝So many men have tried to kill me, I don’t even remember their names.❞ ❝Thank you for all your many lessons. I will never forget them.❞ ❝You stand accused of murder, you stand accused of treason. How do you answer these charges?❞ ❝How does she look at you? Like she wants to carve you up and eat your liver?❞ ❝How did a mad fucker like you live this long?❞ ❝I don’t think you’re truly mean… You have sad eyes.❞ ❝I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I wish we’d never gone.❞ ❝I’m sure cutting off heads is very satisfying, but that’s not the way you get people to work together.❞ ❝I’m tired of reading about the achievements of better men.❞ ❝I imagine you’ve seen things most men wouldn’t believe.❞ ❝You’ve just won the biggest prize in the world. What could you possibly have to be upset about?❞ ❝[NAME]’s a disease. I regret my role in spreading it. You will, too.❞ ❝I was born to rule the seven kingdoms, and I will.❞ ❝It’s been a long road, but we’re both still here.❞ ❝Are you a sheep? No. You’re a dragon. Be a dragon.❞ ❝Shall we begin?❞ ❝If you ever betray me… I’ll burn you alive.❞ ❝I may be small. I may be a girl, but I won’t be knitting by the fire while I have men fight for me.❞ ❝Leave one wolf alive, and the sheep are never safe.❞ ❝Enemies to the east, south, north and west. Enemies everywhere.❞ ❝Incompetence should not be rewarded with blind loyalty. As long as I have my eyes, I’ll use them.❞ ❝I know the people have no better chance than you.❞ ❝Touch [NAME], and I’ll kill you myself.❞ ❝Ah, come on, you cockless coward.❞ ❝Men shit themselves when they die. Didn’t they teach you that at fancy lad school?❞
❝This isn’t a war we can win.❞ ❝Every lord I’ve ever met has been a cunt. I don’t see why your Lord would be any different.❞ ❝I’m not gonna swear an oath I can’t uphold.❞ ❝When enough people make promises, words stop meaning anything.❞ ❝No need to seize the last word, I’ll assume it was something clever.❞ ❝Sometimes nothing is the hardest thing to do.❞ ❝Heroes do stupid things, and then, they die.❞ ❝It’s better to be a coward for a minute than dead for the rest of your life.❞ ❝What’s the point in serving a God when none of us knows what he wants…?❞ ❝I am your Hand, not your head. I can’t make your decisions for you.❞
“Are you hurt Lyanna?” Those were his priories at the moment, his surroundings and if Lyanna was alright and- “Father…” Brandon struggled to sit up, holding back a grunt of pain as he did so as his mind raced. The last image he could remember seeing was their father about to be lit on fire…
He was about to tell her they had to go back, back to the red keep when he noticed his sister’s eyes. “I’m fine, Lyanna.” He told her as gently as he could “We have to leave this place. Away from the Targayrens…Pray to the Gods that father isn’t-”
she shook her head and tried to hush and settle him as he struggled to move. her strong, brave, wild brother — he deserved better than her for a sister. “he ——— f-father…” she choked out with a sob. rhaegar had been unable to save lord rickard, though he’d managed to collect brandon. her hands clasped at her brother’s. “i’m s-sorry, brandon…” when she shut her eyes, she saw her father burning, just as they said he’d done, her eldest brother struggling and nearly dying himself.
The way she spoke, the way she held her hand in his. He knew. It was up to him to lead their house, to protect his younger siblings. “You were abducted. Do not blame yourself for father’s death.”
He told the girl, finally resting a hand on her back to comfort her before he struggled to swing his legs over the bed side. “Where is my sword?” If they were going to leave, he’d like to do so armed and quickly.
“the prince calls it the ‘tower of joy.’”what an irony, she mused, eyes rimmed red and swollen from tears as she gently bathed at her older brother’s battered brow.
“Are you hurt Lyanna?” Those were his priories at the moment, his surroundings and if Lyanna was alright and- “Father…” Brandon struggled to sit up, holding back a grunt of pain as he did so as his mind raced. The last image he could remember seeing was their father about to be lit on fire…
He was about to tell her they had to go back, back to the red keep when he noticed his sister’s eyes. “I’m fine, Lyanna.” He told her as gently as he could “We have to leave this place. Away from the Targayrens…Pray to the Gods that father isn’t-”
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