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Horus
Horus
Horus
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In the land of Egypt myths are born of legends. Along the Nile legends are born of great deeds. The god Horus tells the story of his deeds on earth as a man. Great deeds made him Pharaoh, goodness saw him pass through heaven to join the gods. But can his momentous feats defeat evil? In the end Horus has a solution, and his triumph leaves a legacy future pharaohs will live and breathe with.

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Release dateMay 4, 2012
ISBN9781476198965
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Ashley MacGregor

Ashley's stories have an unexpected twist at the end. They might make you chuckle, or pull at your heart strings, but your reaction is also likely to surprise you. The inspiration for many of Ashley's stories comes from historical events or from travel. Recent travels in the South of France has lead to Ashley's latest book, Natural Instinct. He has recently written about a journey around the Mediterranean set in 1926, an adventure of both body and mind.

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    Horus - Ashley MacGregor

    Horus

    Ashley MacGregor

    Copyright 1990 A. MacGregor

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    Know that this is a work of fiction, believe that the gods of Egypt breathe.

    Horus

    Foreword

    Stars fade like memory the instant before dawn. Low in the east, the sun appears golden as an opening eye. That which can be named must exist. That which is named can be written. That which is written shall be remembered. That which is remembered lives. In the land of Egypt Osiris breathes. The sun rises and mists disperse. As I am, I was, and shall be a thing of matter and heaven.

    Papyrus of Ani.

    Chapter 1

    Voices arouse me. A murmur takes form. The hum of thoughts and words build. I was never asleep, but the voices are sometimes silent, and I am for a moment motionless. Now I hear them again, they create substance, they create me. The ancient worshippers’ prayers, the pharaohs’ belief, and the awe of visitors to the shrine, all are rations for the Akh ghost.

    Colours are before me. Blue, brown and gold. The sky goddess Nut is here, she loves blue. I am somehow with her. I can see down upon Geb, the Earth god, his sands sculptured by the wind, the green land of the quick, and the river of life. Above me is Ra, mightily taking the golden orb around the Earth. The bright paint on the front of the temple fades as the deeply sculptured forms sink into shade.

    I feel the air rush over my Akh. Soaring above my temple. Gliding along the Great Wadi. I remember the feeling of living, and of time. If my life was yesterday or millennia ago, I cannot tell. The temple remains. It is also timeless. I see the priests, the pharaohs there; and the travellers from distant shores and times. The babble pervades my Akh. Reanimates me. My story is on the walls, on papyrus and on people’s minds.

    They want to know. Some want the wisdom of a god. Some want to know the secret of triumph over evil. Some want to know how I came to be. All things I can rejoin. Only those who listen to an Akh can hear the answer. Only those who see the falcon ascend above them and know it is me can hear the answer. And when they heed the bird call, only those who say, Behold, it is Horus, will hear me. To those who awaken me with my name, who see me and feel me, I will tell the reality of my life. Before I was a god and before I was a king; when I was a boy.

    Chapter 2

    I can stretch my memory back to when I was about four. I lived in the most wonderful world, or what was the world for me. All I knew of was our home, the palace in Abdju, where I spent all my time. There were nannies to look out for me, valets to attend me, plus maids, cooks, gardeners, guards, and the harem. The palace seemed very large to me, it was surrounded by a mud

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