The Festival of Mut
Mut stood at the edge of her balcony and looked down at the sun parched land of Egypt and the life giving waters of the Nile that snaked its way north to the sea. "The Festival will begin soon," she thought. "Another like all the others. But what would she find of interest this year?" she wondered. For more than ten years the Festival had been disinteresting. "Why do I continue to bless this shallow land?" she asked herself. Amun stepped to her side. "What do you see, my love?" he...