Horus stood unmoved in his abode and sensed as the news of Isis's sacrifice spread like wildfire across the land of Egypt, a collective sorrow enveloped the mortal and immortal realms. The gods and goddesses, who had gathered to mourn the loss of their beloved sister, were overcome with grief.
He was most affected by the death of Isis. He was consumed by anguish, his tears flowing like the Nile. As he sat and his mind raveled around the short times they spent together, how really close they were getting and how he saw they futures cross path. Horus's mind was a jumble of emotions as he stood beside the bed where he had laid Isis' body the time he had decided to take care of her. He couldn't help but think of the short time they had together, the moments they shared, and the future they had planned.
