HIDDEN EMOTIONS
Titania looked at Pharaoh Atem and his priests with loathing. No, she looked at their millennium items with loathing. Yet she smiled and pretended to be uninterested in the ancient mural that hung on the museum wall. Thousands of years had made her mask of false emotions perfect, flawless. But those same years had done nothing to dull the pain of losing her family, of watching her village, her home, burn to the ground so those accursed items could be made. They said it was a necessary sacrifice for the greater good. True, the pervious pharaoh had known nothing of the price the items required in order to be created until it was much too late to do anything about it. Even then he was convinced his dear brother had only the best intentions at heart when he created the millennium items. To Titania the irony was just sickening. Didn't a wise person once say "the road to Hell was paved with good intentions"? Well, that's what Egypt almost became: a hell full of evil shadows. Only Atem's selfless sacrifice prevented that from happening. Yet he did nothing to amend the destruction of Kul Elna, her home. And yet, Titania just couldn't bring herself to hate him…or any of his followers for that matter. There was no blood on their hands, well maybe on Seth's but that blood didn't belong to anyone she knew much less loved. To punish them, to punish anyone for crimes you know they didn't commit was to step on a path of no return: a path of evil darkness which she swore long ago to never travel on. That's why, as she stood waiting for her friends to finish examining the ancient wall painting, it took nearly all her willpower not to break down screaming and sobbing in total despair. For all her knowledge and power, Titania felt as though she could do nothing. She would never see the one responsible for that forgotten massacre brought to justice. True, the deities of the afterlife probably found a punishment for him far crueler and more befitting than anything she could think of. Still, it hurt that his punishment had to wait for death in order to be carried out…and it hurt even more that she wasn't the one to give it to him.