The clay stirred as the narcissus bloomed and its gnarled roots dug into the golem's chest. Its misshapen fingers twitched as life flowed through them. MAA'ET glowed as changes occurred rapidly as if one was watching one of those nature films. The grey pigment of clay bled into flushed beige. Black, curly hair sprouted from its head like invigorated wheat after years of dormancy.
The flower rooted in its chest seemed to take on that same eerie glow as the word scratched on the golem's brow. Then as quickly as it bloomed, the blossoms' glow faded and the trumpet of petals began to turn a sickly brown.
Then the golem screamed. Hyperventilating, the creature scratched at the lid above him. The light filtered in through the seal, blinding him. His heart pulsated, beating violently against his ribcage. He grabbed his chest, feeling the frightened throbbing of his heart.
Then he felt it, the flower that took root in his breast.
"That thing gave me life." His mind calmed and his breath became steady as he recalled why he was here. His frightened expression twisted into a smile as he wrapped his fingers around the narcissus and tore it from his chest. A twinge of pain made him winced, but his brain reassured him that he was very alive.
Because of her, that child, he thought. Time to repay her.
He slowly got up, pressing his arm against the lid and pushing it off. The sunlight, though dull in this clime and time, made him squint. Blinking, he saw two fuzzy forms before him. His eyes focused and his vision revealed to him the green-skinned djinn hovering just above the rather small and limp body of the girl in Brittany blue. A very cruel smile appeared on his face as he climbed out of the sarcophagus.
"It's true what they say, Eden," Mozenrath said aloud, "I leave them breathless."
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A/N: Damn, shortest chapter I've ever wrote. I hope this tides you over until I get the next chapter up. Hey, I'll give you a cookie if you know what the chapter title means.
Disclaimer: I don't own Mozy, Eden, or Dhandi.