you...
Cleopatra bows down at your feet.
"Oh sun of the sky, I am too inferior to you to be your
wife!"
She looks frightened as you boom, "I will take you away to the
skies and you will be the love of my life!"
And her smile comes back as you, suprising even you, whirl through the
light breezes to the clouds.
You land lightly on one with her and place her on a golden throne.
You had no idea that all this stuff was here, and that you REALLY had
the powers of a sun god!
"Are you happy?" You ask.
She smiles that BEAUTIFUL smile again in your direction.
"Yes, my Lord!" She curtsies.
She looks like she is used to ordering slaves around, you notice as
she tells the shimmering sky servants to wave a palm fan for her to
cool off.
She comes over to you, the slaves close behind her.
"My Lord, I would wish to know your age if you were a mortal. May
I inquire?"
She quickly curtsied and smile again. "My Lord. Please do not let
my impertinence anger you. I am too curious."
You are amazed at how these gods rule over their lives so much.
"No, no, Cleo. I would be 15 today," you say, waving away
her worry with a glimmering palm.
"Yes, thank you." She runs awaay to her quarters,
maidservants near.
You...
try to sound like you have a booming voice as you say, "I am the
sun god! You will marry me!"
