As the Falcon takes you gently, steadily in the air, the air becomes
cooler, and tranquil. The Falcon seems somehow familiar. As He flies
steadily in the rays that light the land, you feel that he is your
brother, Ra, the Sun God.
He alights on the temple of Amun, and sets you down gently.
A sense of power blankets over you. As you look up into his sharp
features, you have a strange premonition that he has brought you to
your true home.
Carved into the stone are hieroglyphs and cartouches, oval plaques
painstakingly engraved with your name.
The stone beneath your feet seems all at once begins to feel cool to
your feet, and warm to your memory.
Painlessly?