Bast:Singing, Music & Dancing (among other things) (meow_minx) wrote in history_dot_com, @ 2013-01-14 13:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~bast, ~thoth |
Curiosity & the Cat [Very Ancient Egypt] (tag: Thoth)
Bast stared around the room she was in, eyes wide, mouth slightly open, as she tried to take it all in. She had never seen anything like this place, and she'd been all over. She'd ridden crocodiles down the Nile, she'd pounced goddesses in fields, she'd met a dragon named Fatima in her new mother's home and lived to tell the tale. She'd seen so much stuff, but she'd never seen anything like this. She didn't even know what this was, except for one thing:
It. Was. Awesome.
This was the third room in this temple that she'd found that was like this. Shelves, big ones that went from the floor all the way up the walls to the ceiling, stuffed full of these rolled up thingies. And the rolled up thingies, there were so many of them they didn't even all fit in the shelves. They were sort of spilling out, and they were kinda carefully stuffed in. Bast hadn't touched any of them yet, because she was a little bit worried if she pulled one out they'd all come tumbling down on her. Then she'd be buried in rolled up thingies.
But this room had something the other rooms hadn't had. It had baskets Baskets that had rolled up thingies stacked in them. Bast's open mouthed look turned into a pleased smile as she scampered over to the closest basket. Because now, she was going to find out just what the rolled up thingies were! She could pull one out and put it back, and nobody would ever know that she'd been here looking at them. Grown ups could get so weird about touching things and looking at things, Bast had found it just a lot easier to do it without them knowing about it. It avoided all the yelling. And the fiery breath she knew the dragon Fatima had but wasn't using just yet.
She held her breath as she pulled the rolled up thingie out, then very gently unrolled it. Bast frowned. Whatever she'd expected, this wasn't it. It was a bunch of drawings and squiggles. But it wasn't even good pictures, like the kind that told stories that were on some of the walls at some temples. Or if it was a story, it was a stupid story. She'd thought that there'd be more to the rolled up thingies. Maybe she needed to unroll another one. Maybe just this one was stupid.
But seven rolled up thingies later, she was still frowning and trying to understand. Bast spread them all out, next to each other, on the floor, and stared. Maybe they were connected somehow. Maybe if she put them together like a puzzle they'd be a treasure map or something. Maybe she needed more of them! That was a brilliant idea, she decided, and four more were added to the seven already on the floor, taking up quite a bit of the open space in the room. Then she looked again, but it still wasn't coming together.
That's when she decided she needed to see it from up higher, so she could see all of it at the same time. And there was really only one way she was going to do that. With a grin, she turned to the shelves. Good thing they went all the way up.