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The Days of a Princess“Come on, Arsinoe!” My older brother called to from outside my room. “The epirians will be here soon, and father wants them to be greeted by a royal procession.”
King Pyrrhus came to Egypt to marry my older half-sister, Antigone. She is my mother’s daughter by a greek noblemen. She is also future queen of Epirus.
After I finish dressing, I run out of my room. “You ready, Arsinoe!” Ptolemy asked me. “Ready as ever!”
We walked to the litter. They carried us to the harbour. The harbour was crowded with alexandrians, all hoping to see the epirians arrive. Of course everyone made way for our litter. The royal family all were first ready to see the ships arrive.
Ptolemy and I walked with great grace as we took our place amongst our numerous siblings.
As Pharaoh, father took many wives and concubines. But with him today were his favorites. My mother Berenice was the formal
Chapter Five of Nefertiti: The Legacy "Why isn't it here?" I was going to find a nice book to read in the Per Medjat but I found Baraka, Tut and Ankhe on top of each other's shoulders. "Be careful, Baraka!" Ankhe screamed from the top. Though Baraka was the most
muscular, he struggled under the force of Tut and Ankhe on top of him.
"Okay, kids. What are you looking for?" I asked. The human ladder wavered. "We'll, Aunty we are looking for..." And then the human ladder fell down before Ankhe could finish. "Thanks a lot Baraka." Ankhe said with her voice ful, of sarcasm. "We'll maybe you've been having to many dinner in the Great Hall your majesty!"
I helped them get up. "What are you looking for?" I asked after they were all standing and dusted off. "We are looking for some records about the royal treasury."
"Why don't you just ask Maya?" The skilled treasurer was a wealthy man .of great talents. A man my sister hired to help her fix Kemet's broken economy, he was Overseer of The Treasury and a Ti
Chapter Three of Nefertiti: The LegacyShortly after Tut's coronation, the first thing Tut prioritized to do was make renovations to a temple. In the Per Medjat, he called on the regents and Ankhes. But I stayed to watch the younger children.
I had missed having my sons by my side everyday. But Tut was a Pharaoh now and Baraka had joined the Kap. They were growing up.
But I liked spending my days with my little nieces. Nefertash was very smart. She liked to read and was a very educated. Neferneferure was a little different. She was very stubborn, just like Nefertiti. She was also a great seller of things and loved money. She could've been a merchant if not for her rank. She actually had Djedi sell her golden bracelets for a handsome price. Though she was a Princess's and free from all sorts of debt, Nefre loved seeing every gold piece of deben. It wasn't like she intended to use it, but instead to look at it.
Sati was a playful child. She also liked to help sight her nieces: Meritaten-Tasherit and Ankhes
Chapter Two of Nefertiti: The Legacy It was ten days after the funeral procession that we would be having two celebrations. Tut's marriage and his coronation. I was in Ankhes' rooms preparing her. My mother and Ipu were there, helping her.
But my niece wasn't so inexperienced in the ways of marriage. This was her second marriage. When she was just ten-years old, she married her father. At eleven she was impregnated. A dangerous time for a young girl. But she had survived the birth and so did the little girl.
Now she would marry Tut. And be Queen of Kemet. But I don't think my niece was so excited.
"Why does there have to be a ceremony. Why can't I just go to Tut's wing of the palace and lay with him?" Her bluntness was rewarded with a pinch on the elbow from my mother. "You aren't no harem girl or some common women. You will be Queen of Kemet."
Ipu did her make up. She crushed green malachite for her eyes. She then put a nice green sheath on her. Than a Nubian wig. "You look magnificent.
Chapter One of Nefertiti: The LegacyIt was a year since I found my sister and niece, dead. Killed by the Aten priest. Seventy days she sat in House of The Dead. And now she would be buried in the Valley of The Kings. She was a Pharaoh.
Hundreds of people. From all over Kemet traveled here to witness the burying of the Pharaoh and Queen.
Leading the funeral procession was the heirs. Nefertiti's daughter Ankhesenamun and my adopted son, Tutankhamun. They held each others hands. They would comfort each other.
My mother had stayed to console my youngest niece, Setepenre. She had cried and cried. Poor child.
When we reached outside the tomb, the High Priest handed the adzes to Tut and Ankhe. They pointed it to the mouths of their predecessors. They said the sacred words and then, the High Priest led us into the tomb.
The tomb of Meritaten was first. I looked at an inscription of her. Great Royal Wife Meritaten, Beloved of her Lord. A priest swung the lamps for us to see. The draw
The Day of TroubleIf I told anyone this now, they would laugh in my face, but I was a very small cub.
My half-brothers and sisters were all between two or three weeks older than me, but still I was the smallest cub.
This made my mother very attentive towards me. She hid me away from the pride. Honestly mother trusted no one. Especially the lionesses.
“They are not my pride-sisters.” My mother growled to my father in one of his attempts to see me. It was traditional for a lioness to chase her cubs father for the first weeks after birth. He soon got to see me when I was a month old.Though, I was small and couldn’t speak the tongue, I could understand all that was said.
“You should get to know them. Then they might listen to you.” Father said, during one of his visits. “They should listen to me because I am the Queen. But they spite me! I know what they say about me.” Mother hissed at him. Her claws were unsheathed when she got angry. It
Biblical Evidence #3: The StructureBy this I mean the means that God used to put His word on paper and into the hands of his people. There were over 40 human authors who wrote over a period of 1500 years. Even given the different authors and the many years, there is still a unity to what they were writing.
These 2 factors give support to the conclusion that the Bible was ultimately written by God because it becomes impossible to conclude that so many people were able to collude and come up with this book in their own power and wisdom.
I believe that one of the reasons that God used so many people and not just one person is that it silences the argument that one person was able to compose this book and start a religion just because they wanted to. It is impossible for people to even say that a group of people colluded together to come up with this because of the time frame of its writing. The number of people who were authors and the length of time involved suggest that there was some eternal being that was orchestrating
Biblical Evidence #2: The ScribesHow is it that we can determine if what the Apostle said was true? The same way we determine it today. We begin by looking at what they said. Do they give details that can be verified? Are their possible motives for them to make up the things they are saying? These thing usually accompany dishonesty: motive to lie, lack of details in account, and want few people to know.
So do the authors give details? The Bible is full of details. The Old Testament gives detailed histories of Kings and their reigns. The New Testament gives reigns of Emperors and other events and places that can be confirmed in their accuracy. The book of Acts is full of historical details. The Gospel of Luke gives numerous historical details.
Luke 1:5 “In the time of Herod king of Judea there was a priest name Zechariah, who belonged to the priestly division of Alijah; his wife Elizabeth was also a descendant of Aaron.”
Luke 2:1-2 “In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census sh
Mesozoic Earth Sequence 40It is the wet season, and in the rivers of Hungary, an animal is making an annual migration. An adult female Pannoniasaurus takes a deep breath, then dives back down. She is a basal mosasaur, and is pregnant. She gets into position, to give birth, to live young. She pushes, and it takes ten seconds to give birth to eight pups. But the pups must leave the waters. They find a branch from a tree low, above the surface. One pup finds it and climbs up. The pups look like monitor lizards, which they are. They have to stay safe in the trees, and in the water, is a good reason why.
One pup isn't able to find a branch. Then, a Bakonydraco swoops down, and plucks it from the waters. She lands on the shore to feed on the pup. Another pup finds a branch. Suddenly, an adult Pannoniasaurus rushes to him. He climbs up the branch. Then, the adult leaps out of the water and snatches the baby. The young live in the trees, to avoid their cannibalistic parents. Up here, is plenty of food for them. Some be
Dinosaurs Sequence 42We are in the early Maastrichtian in an area that will one day come to be known as Russia. A huge lake stretches out to the horizon. This is Poteryali Lake, a remnant of a receding sea. A herd of Kundurosaurus walk towards the lake shore. These hadrosaurs are common here, unlike many other animals in the region, the Kundurosaurus stay here all year. They walk up to the lake shore and drink. Some of them begin to feed on the plants surround Poteryali Lake. The hadrosaurs padded feet crunch on the black sand of the lake’s beaches. However, there are much more unusual creatures in the lake than outside of it.
The tip of a snout peeks out of the dark water to take a breath. This is a Mosasaurus beaugei poteryalii, and it is one of the most unique marine reptiles in the world. When the sea retreated and Poteryali Lake was left behind, the lake itself wasn’t the only thing that was. A small population of saltwater Mosasaurus were trapped in this lake. Over time, they have adapted
Dinosaurs Sequence 39We are 70 million years in the past. We are in the waters of Mexico. This is the early Maastrichtian. The Earth is cooling down. The waters are colder than they used to be. The shallows of the Mexican waters are almost empty. But the deeper waters are not so. We go down to 250 metres deep. A shoal of ammonites float. They have evolved hard shells to protect them from other animals. Their tentacles are hidden behind a hood, but when feeding they wiggle them. It is nearly the end of a planktonic boom, and ammonite numbers are high. Out of all the animals in the ocean, only one can feed on them.
A Globidens swims about, flicking his forked tongue to find food. He is a mosasaur, a marine monitor lizard, but they are warm blooded and give birth to live young. Globidens is small compared to other mosasaurs. A few others gather. They have spotted some ammonites. And they dive to locate them. Then, once they lay their eyes on them, attack. The male Globidens plucks an ammonite, crushes it, and
Walking with Dinosaurs 3DThe spring morning air. Conifers are the dominant plants here. Some flowers also exist, and they have proven to be very popular. Even here in Alaska, they grow. A butterfly flies in and feeds in the nectar. Some ferns move and the butterfly flies away. A Pachyrhinosaurus female is walking. Pachyrhinosaurus are the most unusual of ceratopsians. They have a large nasal boss instead of a horn, and have long feathers, because of the extreme conditions here. She approaches some ferns and begins to eat. The North Pole is further away than it will be in the 21st century, allowing forests to grow. However, extreme winter conditions, of six months of darkness, still exist, and animals must be prepared for those times, and enjoy what their world has to offer right now. After feeding, the Pachyrhinosaurus walks across the forest. A flock if Alexornis are drinking from a tiny stream. The Pachyrhinosaurus walks across it, and the birds disperse, then land on her body. She didn't just feed for herse
Dinosaur ParkIt is autumn, and the plains of Alberta must get ready, for winter, is coming. The ground is covered in ferns. And animals are starting to get ready. A Scolosaurus is feeding on the ferns. In a more open area, some sparse ferns grow. And a few Vagaceratops feed. They are peaceful now, but will become aggressive soon.
A Troodon formosus tiptoes into the herd. He spots a lizard and snaps it up before running away. He brings it to his mate. As stated before, southern Troodon species are more social. She eats it. They nuzzle, before falling asleep.
Elsewhere, another species of Troodon lives here. It is Troodon inequalis. This female approaches a fern and gorges on it. Out of all the Troodon species, inequalis, is the most herbivorous. She will be surrounded with low nutrition food, when winter starts, however. Here, it gets very cold indeed, and so Troodon are common here. By mid autumn, a snowstorm runs into Alberta, dropping buckets of snow on the landscape. On the tundra, a herd of Gry
Two MedicineA herd of Maiasaura are migrating down from the forests to the river. It is very hot. They drink and feed alongside the river. A male Troodon is drinking. He finishes up and climbs up a hill. He gets on top and sits, facing down, looking over the landscape. The Maiasaura have to cool down, by diving into the river and taking a relaxing bath. But the Troodon has feathers. He spreads his wings out, and sunbathes. His feathers not only are used to warm up him, but also to cool down.
After that, he goes to the top of the forest at the top of the hill, and delicately plucks red berries off their trees and eats them. They are high in protein, and in high numbers because this is the start of the wet season. He finishes up the berries, and goes on to look for other food.
In another section of forest, a mother Maiasaura is leaving her nest to look for food. This allows another Troodon to go in and eat the eggs. He devours two, and when he notices the mother is finished eating, he steals two mor
Judith RiverMorning, and in a sparse forest, the water from last nights rains cling on. Here, the norther subspecies of Troodon formosus live here; Troodon formosus montanensis. They are equally herbivorous and carnivorous. This female spots an Exostinus trying to warm up in the sun. It is only marginally cooler than down south, but Troodon are still rare here.
She strikes and eats the lizard. She walks down to the local river to get a drink. Some Hesperornis are swimming in the river. They catch fish, and the Troodon sits back, grooms and watches them as they attack shoals of fish. She is taking her time in grooming. A Hesperornis emerges onto the bank. She knows she has nothing to fear from these Troodon. The Troodon keeps grooming. But in another part of Montana, at the same time, another Troodon is being more active.
Cleopatra's storyChapter One
The doors opened as Pharaoh came in. Wearing a gauzy shawl and a elaborate kilt he showed his wealth. Surrounded by the Macedonians Greeks of Egypt, he looked out of place with his dark tanned skin. Followed by him was the two royal women of Egypt: His wife and his mother. The Queen-Mother and his wife. The Queen was wearing a little headress crown. It represented the horns of the Apis bull, Amun's earthly incarnation and it had little golden beads castigating from thread so thin it was almost invisible. The Queen's light brown hair looked orange in the bright light. The Queen-Mother herself was dressed in the ancient Egyptian styles, she looked like a scene from Nefertari's temple. They all looked like gods.
After the royal adults took there seat on the dais. Then the dinner party began. The Pharaoh had much feast in the days of his reign. He had no reigned for 14 years and was now 30 years old. His birth day next week would rival this feast. He danced happy at the t
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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