In person, if possible, Anubis was even more drop-dead gorgeous. [Oh. . . ha, ha. I didn't catch the pun, but thank you, Carter. God of the dead, drop-dead gorgeous. Yes, hilarious. Now, may I continue?]
I should’ve been very cross with Anubis. Kissing me without permission—the nerve!
What colors are the eyes of Anubis?" "Brown. . . Duh.
And now, Anubis, I find you in this den of iniquity, this morass of questionable behavior, this. . . this--' 'School?
The truth is harsh. " Anubis said. "Spirits come to the Hall of Judgement all the time, and they cannot let go of their lies. They deny their faults, their true feelings, their mistakes. . . . . . . right up until Ammit devours their souls for eternity. It takes strength and courage to admit the truth.
Oh. . . my. . . god,"Drew whimpered. "Who. . . " Anubis ignored her (bless him for that) and held out his elbow for me - a sweet old-fashioned gesture. " May I have this dance?" "I suppose," I said,as non committally as I could. I looped my arm through his, and we left the Plastic Bags behind us, all of them muttering,"Oh my god! Oh my god!" No ,actually, I wanted to say. He's my amazingly hot boy god. Find your own.
Animals are always goddesses and gods, like the god Anubis. He's the one who's accompanying the souls to the next life, and he's the one who decides if they will be able to cross or not.
