Sekhmet, The “blood-drinker” Warrior Goddess.
«Beloved, Sekhmet
I write to you with a knot in my chest, with words that weigh heavy like stones in the river of what we once were. I watch as your beauty fades into a haze of fire, like ashes escaping a forgotten bonfire.
After every battle, you retreat into the depths of the good red, drowning the glory that was stolen from you. Everyone fears your nature, when all you seek is a chance to show them that you know how to love us, how to protect us.
And so, between the wine and the haze, I lost you. I will lose you. Because you are fire: you warm, you illuminate, but you also consume. And I, from the shadows of a void my duty demands I fill, can only love you in silence, knowing I can never stay by your side without burning.
Yours, faithfully.»
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