Isis (esi_tyet_isis) wrote in history_dot_com, @ 2012-04-18 16:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~isis, ~sigyn |
Seeking Knowledge [mid 16th century] (tag: Sigyn)
Curiosity is what brought the Queen to Paris. That, and a need to right a great wrong. Assuming said wrong had even been committed.
If there was one thing Isis had learned over the years since Egypt had begun to falter, then completely decline beyond recognition, it was that things were never quite what one heard. It had started with the Greeks, and the Romans had taken that to even greater lengths. Yet no one was able to quite stretch the truth as much as word of mouth.
What was being said about herself was no different. Christian monks had recorded her as being a wife of Jupiter. As if! For her to be compared to Hera, and put in Zeus' long list of conquests, was absurd. Zeus would probably find it amusing, Hera irritating. For herself, she was becoming more and more exasperated. Only a century ago, a monk had written that it was she this city was named for. Somewhere along the line, he picked up that Paris was actually Par Isis, and would mean Temple of Isis. Well, that way, he had it half right.
Per, or Par, would have translated to Temple. However, if one was using their ancient language, her name would not have been Isis. She had the Greeks to thank for that claim to fame. And she doubted very much that if the Gallic tribe the city was actually named after was still around that they would appreciate that very much. Likely there were already perturbed deities that she could only hope would know she had no hand in that obscene error.
The latest news to reach her ear was that a woman had been taken into custody and was being punished for worshiping a statue of her that was apparently in the stone work of the recently built Notre Dame. Recent, in terms of how extraordinary it would be that she would be honored in a cathedral in an age far removed from her ancient roots. Isis had fought hard to be remembered, but that seemed a stretch even to her. Especially since some accounts were even saying it wasn't only a statue, but an actual altar.
Before even wasting her time trying to find out if the woman existed, Isis felt her time would be best spent starting by seeing if the statue actually existed. So there she was, almost completely covered head to toe to hide her darker skin, poking her way around the exterior of the cathedral while trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. It felt a bit like she was looking for a needle in a haystack.