The rearing cobra of the papyrus thickets, she is the green fire of the Delta and the unblinking eye that strikes from the crown of kings. She is the protector of the land and the weaver of the royal destiny, her venom a shield against those who would disturb the Ma’at. Is protection a wall we build, or a fire we carry within our own gaze?
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