A/N: This is the last chapter to my Ahkmenrah serie. (A maid for Ahkmenrah, Unexpected, Gone) Make sure to check the other writings if you haven’t read them yet. Enjoy!
years. It had been three years since Ahkmenrah had last seen, kissed and held
his lover. Those three years without you were the most painful and agonizing
years that he had experienced. There had been no second that he was not
thinking about you. His mind was constantly consumed with thoughts about where
you had been and if you where okay. And the baby? Was it doing fine as well?
Ahkmenrah wished he would know the answers to his questions. Since your leaving,
there had developed a big questioning mark in Ahkmenrah’s head. Why did you go?
Why did you leave him behind?
young prince found out about your absence on that day three years ago, he sent
a troop of his guardians in order to search for you in the entire city. But unfortunately,
they had no luck. Ahkmenrah himself went to your parents’ house, kneeling down
in front of them in desperation, a prince on his knees asking them about your
whereabouts. But neither your parents had an idea. They were as clueless as
Ahkmenrah was. But to be honest, they had been very surprised as they found out
that their daughter was secretly dating the royal man in front of them. They
didn’t even expect that Ahkmenrah developed some interest in you. Your mother
was crying the whole time, worry consumed the poor woman because you left without
saying goodbye and without telling them where you were heading.
promised them to find you and bring you back home where you belonged. You
belonged to him, staying by his side. That was what you were supposed to do.
Not leaving him in deep oblivion and a broken heart.
guardians were looking for you for weeks. There was no corner, no alley and no
street they were missing. They even interrogated the people in the city, asking
them if they had seen or heard anything.
Ahkmenrah was so determined to find you, cost it what it wants. He
wanted you back. He was pressured to do things that he was no fan of. He
threatened his men not to come back to the palace if they had not found you. He
had no power to see his guardians coming back with empty hands. However, the
more time it took for the search, the more hopeless Ahkmenrah became. Sending
letters to other cities were his last hope but even those had not brought any
The young prince always locked himself in his
chamber, refusing to come out. It had been his only safe heaven because in there
he still felt your presence. So many memories had been made between those for
walls. Secret meetings at midnight, sweet and passionate love making sessions
and pillow talking afterwards until the sun would rise and you were obligated
to go were something you two were doing on regular basis. Ahkmenrah showed you
both sides of emotional and physical love. He loved and he cared. He never
failed to show these. And he was wondering how you could just throw all of this
away. The worse thing was also that you tore him away from his child. He had no
chance to hold his child in his arms and admire the creature that you two have
created with love. He would probably never get the opportunity because his
child was now a grown three year old. Three years. He missed three years of its
He was not
sure how he should react. One the one side he was mad, beyond mad. He could
have set up the entire city in flames. His body was filled with so much rage.
But on the other side he understood. You were probably too afraid and saw this
as the only way to escape a punishment.
Ahkmenrah would have done everything to protect you. Hell, he would have sacrificed
himself for your well-being. He just needed this chance and you didn’t give it
to him. You gave him no possibility of talking things through.
stood on his balcony, his eyes observing the life full city in front of him.
Again he was thinking about you and wondered if you had come back without his
knowing. Something in him told him that you were there, somewhere on the
streets of Thebes. He just was not sure if he should listen to this voice. He had
given up hoping a long time ago.
A knock on the
glass door threw him out of his thoughtful state. As Ahkmenrah turned around,
his eyes meet the gentle ones of his mother, Queen Shepseheret. The queen you
had worked for. The beautiful woman joined her young son, taking a place beside
him. Laying her head gently on his shoulders, she wrapped one arm around his
waist. A gesture of comfort that the young prince needed. She always knew when
Ahkmenrah was distracted with you again and she had provided him so much
comfort in the last three years.
you, my son?” She asked even though she knew the answer. She could feel the immense
pain that he went through. A mother’s instinct, that was what it was.
only shrugged his shoulders. His mother sighed.
son, Ahkmenrah, it pains my heart to see you in sorrow. You’ve been hurt enough
for three years, don’t you think? I miss seeing your precious smile.”
nothing to smile for anymore, mother.” He mumbled.
there is! There are so many things that are worth to smile about, my son. But
you don’t see them. I know you loved her dearly Ahkmenrah, but it’s been three
years now. If she had loved you so much, she would have come back long time
ago, don’t you think?”
talking about?” Ahkmenrah growled. He was shocked and surprised that his mother
would accuse you of not loving him.
(Y/N) is a good girl, my dear. I liked her so much. She was always a hard
worker, kind and polite. And under other conditions I would have wanted you to
marry her someday. But Ahkmenrah, there are things that are probably not meant
to be. Have you ever thought about that? Maybe this is a new chance for you to
become happy? Maybe you and (Y/N) are not perfect together.”
Please stop saying those horrible words!” Ahkmenrah demanded with a croaked
voice. “No matter what you’re saying mother, deep down I know we are meant to
be. We have to be together. We have a child, isn’t that enough proof for you? I
cannot imagine a life without her anymore. I just want her.” He stopped to take
a deep breath. His chest ached terribly.
she will come back to me and I’m going to marry her. I may be able to forgive
what she did to me because my love for her is much stronger than anything else.
Yes, I feel betrayed, she left away but… but people make mistakes. I’m sure she’s
aware of what she had done. I know we’re connected to each other. Our souls are
connected mother. I can feel it. She’s my soul mate and I’m not going to stop
loving her until she tells me so…”
the tears that were brimming his eyes ran down his soft cheeks. His mother
raised her hands to put his face between them.
She sniffled, overwhelmed by her own tears. “Don’t cry, my beautiful child.”
mother, it just hurts terribly. I’m so empty without her.” Only his lover could
mend his broken heart.
And Ahkmenrah prayed to Ra, that she would
(mother), mwt!” A little girl tugged at her mother’s arm, pointing at a certain
direction. “Doll!” The girl tried to lead her mother to the stand were self
made dolls were sold however the young woman stopped her.
my love.”She spoke gently.”Another time, is that alright for you?”
girl pouted with her arms crossed in front of her chest but still nodded
defeated. Another child’s cry took her attention, and as she turned around she
was greeted by her tiny boy who had his arms opened for her so she could take
him into her arms. Right behind him the best friend of the young woman came
running, her expression stressed and exhausted.
best friend grumbled. “I told you not to run away like that. What if you went
missing in this whole mess?”
The little boy
just buried his face in the crook of his mother’s neck, indicating that he was
could you just take care of Feme, please?” The young mother of two children,
twins to be precisely, asked her best friend, gesturing to the little girl
beside her. They walked through the market of Thebes, visiting different stands
and looking what they could buy. They had already bought lots of food,
especially for the little children. From the long journey they had back to
Thebes, the children became hungry and the food they had packed before the trip
began for them, had been eaten mostly by the little ones.
to be back.” Monifa said to the young woman.
The other woman responded.
like an eternity since we’ve been last here and to be honest I have not missed
it as much as I expected.”
woman laughed at her best friend’s remark. Admittedly, there had been two
reasons why she returned at all. The first reason was her parents. She had
missed them so dearly while she was away and at the same time she felt guilty of
not telling them anything. She couldn’t wait to have them in her arms again, to
hug them and to be embraced by their warmth. She needed to introduce her
children to them. The second reason was the young man she still loved with her
whole heart. She knew she broke him when she went away and she had no idea yet
how to make it up to him. How would she react when she saw him again? What
would she say? She had not thought about it to be honest.
little boy in her arms whined. “Tired, mwt!”
“I know, my
dear. Just hold on a little bit, alright? We’ll go home to aunt Monifa soon and
then you can sleep as long as you want, okay?”
have anything you need?” Monifa inquired. “We can head back to mine if you’re
finished. Seeing these delicious things you bought made me hungry and I’ll die
if I don’t get something in my stomach.”
“Don’t exaggerate it.”
The young mother smirked. “I’ll just go and get some grapes for the children.”
She placed the little boy in Monifa’s arms, entrusting her children to her.
At the same time at
the same place, prince Ahkmenrah trudged along the market, being surrounded by
two guardians. It was his mother’s birthday and he went to the market to buy
her a nice gift. He knew she didn’t want anything expensive, just a simple cheap
thing would also please her. He was at many stands but still had not found a
perfect present. He became slightly frustrated because in a few hours, a
celebration would take place and Ahkmenrah couldn’t appear without anything.
He saw a stand with
lots of jewelries and went straight towards it. The seller bowed down politely
once he saw the young prince and after an exchange of few words, Ahkmenrah
bought a beautiful necklace and bracelet for his mother.
“I hope she will like
it.” Ahkmenrah sighed. All he wanted to do was turning to the palace and to get
ready. It would be a long night since many other royal families would attend
He turned around and
suddenly the air got stuck in his lungs. The jewelry he held in his hands
slipped between his fingers right to the ground. He must have been hallucinating,
it was the only explanation for it. He opened and closed his eyes, just to make
sure that he was not dreaming. And he didn’t.
She was beautiful than
ever. A few meters away from him, there she stood, his lover, his life, his
heart. You. You wore a pretty gown that highlighted your beauty even more. His
heart pumped hard against his chest and Ahkmenrah threw his hand on his mouth to
cover the sobs that escaped his throat.
“Your highness?” A
guardian asked. “Are you alright?”
Ahkmenrah nodded and
made his way towards you, ignoring the calls behind him. He would die if he
couldn’t hold you in his arms again. A few more steps and he were right next to
you. Just a few more steps.
You just gave the
vendor in front of you a few coins and took the grapes from his hand as you
felt another warm hand on your shoulder. Wondering who could it might be you
turned around to face the person and you were shocked to see a familiar face
that you had not seen in three years. His face was tearstained from crying and
his eyes were red but still he looked handsome as ever.
“(Y/N),” He asked, his
voice clearly trembling, “is that you? Is that really you?”
You were out of words.
Totally lost of words. Not in a million years had you expected to meet him,
right here, at the center of Thebes.
“It is you!” He
exclaimed, wrapping his arms around your body and pressing you hard against his
chest. He clung onto you as if his life was dependent on this simple hug. “It’s
you…It’s you…” He whispered all over again. Finally he could breathe again.
Finally he had his love back.
He pulled slightly
away, cupping you cheeks with his fingers and stroking them gently. He observed
your features and all he could think about was how beautiful you were. You hadn’t
changed much, you were still the young woman he had deep feelings for. His
captured his lips with yours, kissing you hungrily in front all of these
“I missed you so much,
lotus.” He breathed, resting his forehead against yours.
“I missed you, too,
your highness.” You responded, laying your hands on top of his.
“Why have you left me,
(Y/N)? Why did you go away?”
You were about to
answer as Monifa joined you with a shocked expression on her face. She carried
Femi in her arms while Feme held her hand tightly.
Once Ahkmenrah saw the
little children, he fell down on his knees with more sobs escaping his mouth.
You felt terrible for the state that he was in because you were too selfish. You
examined your surroundings and caught people staring at the scene with
“Ahkmenrah…” You bent
down to comfort him. “Please calm down.”
“Y-you g-gave me t-two
children?” He sobbed. He eyed the two little creatures precisely. One boy and a
little girl. Both made of love. Ahkmenrah couldn’t be happier in this moment. “They a-are so b-beautiful.”
“mwt? Why is this man
crying?” Femi asked his mother innocently, out of explanation why Ahkmenrah was
clinging onto his mother. You gestured Monifa to come closer with the children
and took each of them on the hand. Ahkmenrah was still crying but fascination
was evident on his face.
“Do you remember the
stories I’ve told you about a prince?”
“Yes, he was brave and
strong and you said you love him.” Feme said.
“That’s right.” You
smiled at them. “This is him. This is the prince I’ve been talking about. Your
father. He’s your father, my loves. Do you want to say hello to him?”
They nodded their
hands instantly, their face copied the same fascination from their father’s
face. Ahkmenrah examined them exactly. Feme, the little girl, looked so much
like you while his son Femi was the exact copy of himself. Both of them had
mixture of your eye colors and their skin was tanned like their fathers.
Ahkmenrah engulfed his arms around his two
children, tightly holding them. He wouldn’t give them away anymore. He wouldn’t
leave them alone. He took in their sweet scent, kissing their heads all over
“My children…” He
whispered.” We will never be parted from this day on. I promise.”
He stared up at you. “We
have lots of things to talk about.” He said.
You nodded with your
head. “I know.”
But right now he didn’t
want to think about it. All he wanted to do was to enjoy the moment of reuniting
with his family.
2/2/16 | 11:45 I enrolled in uni courses today and I’m stressing massively over whether I’ve done it correctly or not and whether I need to go to the enrollment advice session tomorrow even though I’ve already enrolled. I was not mentally prepared for the amount of stress I’m currently experiencing.
I must say, above all things—especially to young people writing: for the love of God don’t condescend! Don’t assume the attitude of saying, ‘See how clever I am, and what fun everybody else is!’ Take any shape but that.
Charles Dickens gives this advice “to young people writing” in a letter dated June 1, 1857, addressed to Frank Stone, the particular friend and proxy of another, anonymous young author who had sent Dickens her manuscript to through Stone on a previous occasion.
Mother - Maria Doyle Kennedy / No Horses - Garbage / Capitol Letter - Patti Smith / Cities in Dust - Siouxsie and the Banshees / My Monster - Blondie / Stuck (OB 309 version) - MDK / Hymn To Her - Pretenders / People Have The Power - Patti Smith / Pride - MDK / 4 Songs & a Fight - The Sounds / I Am Here - Savages / Fuckability - MDK
you keep appearing in my mind
like it’s normal to be caught up in memory,
to feel the vividness of summer heat
in the beginning of springtime.
i keep seeing you everywhere:
city gates and cobblestones
ringing with an age i will never reach
brick and concrete buildings remind me of you.
sometimes i see pictures of oil lamps,
shards of pottery,
roman glass and roman coins
sometimes in class we talk about gethsemane
mount of olives
and suddenly, all i can see is you—
suddenly, all i can FEEL is you.
holy holy holy city
sometimes i wonder if a part of me didn’t burn when i was in you.
i went away more lost; more found.
i remember touching the western wall and thinking—
if there were anywhere a higher power would be,
it’d be here.
sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever have words enough
to write this poem.
i will never know the Sacred better than when i was with you.
that Mystery scares me
more than words can tell.
Two Indian design students, Rigved Sathe and Payal Jagwani created a beautiful series entitled Around the World with Type, mixing typography and photography by representing most famous cities in the world with the 26 alphabet letters.
Как так бывает, что связь между людьми стирает сотни километров расстояния. Я заглядываю в почтовый ящик в надежде на письмо или открытку. Победа. Открытка в конверте, адрес написан уже привычным почерком, ровным рядом с витиеватыми завитушками под «у» и «д». Я выхожу на улицу с письмом в руках, без перчаток, в пятнадцатиградусный мороз. Я хочу открыть и прочитать его сразу же, негнущимися пальцами я отрываю кусочки бумаги с приклеенной линии конверта, медленно подбираясь к открытке. Все тот же почерк. Я читаю первые строки, уже давно перестав мерзнуть и вообще ощущать, что я иду. Останавливаюсь, решая дочитать позже. Перехожу дорогу на красный, забывая о правилах, сегодня их можно и нарушить. В метро заканчиваю читать, с каждой строчкой, тряска поезда превращается в качающие движения волн, словно вагон это большая лодка, буквы превращаются в соленые брызги воды, а шум стука колес сменяется криком армии чаек, что поднимаются с пирсов, когда кто-то тревожит их покой или наоборот хочет накормить целой булкой хлеба. Я смотрю за окно, на мельтешащие камни туннелей, на искрящие провода и иногда мерцающий свет параллельных туннелей - сквозь я вижу море, я уже не в поезде, не в городе, не в себе. Двери со скрипом открываются и я прихожу в себя от нависшей тишины остановки - совсем пусто, я выхожу из своего “морского” вагона. Впереди несколько минут ходьбы по снегу, прячущему под собой черный лед. Холодный ветер в лицо. Сливающиеся потоком фары машин на автостраде и, конечно же, мой автобус проносится мимо меня, хотя какое мне дело до этого, ведь сегодня особенный день.
Vermeer painting is a surprise guest for Minneapolis Institute of Arts’ centennial celebration
The Minneapolis Institute of Arts has promised weekly surprises throughout its 2015 centennial celebration, and it delivered a big one Friday, unveiling “Woman in Blue Reading a Letter,” one of only 34 surviving works by 17th century Dutch painter Johannes Vermeer.
The oil painting — an enigmatic gem about 18 inches high and 15 inches wide — will be on view through May 3 in the museum’s Cargill Gallery, just off the main lobby. There is no charge for admission.
On loan from Amsterdam’s Rijksmuseum, the picture is a prime example of Vermeer’s intimate studies of women in contemplative moments.
The painting is the first of three promised masterpieces on loan that the MIA will unveil at unannounced times throughout its centennial year.
If you watch the map carefully, one of the place can be Malasia
Yeah I meant to look back at that map
Let’s look together!
This is the map they used (how conveniently accessible online):
Bottom right corner you can tell it’s possibly malaysia.. but there is the possibility of Makassar, Indonesia; Bandung, Indonesia; maybe even Yogyakarta, Indonesia if they feel like it.
Other letter cities include
Beijing, Chongqing, and Shanghai (Shanghai doesn’t fit the letter scheme though) for the China location;
in Colombia (that corner is dead-set in Colombia in South America), it could be Medellin or Bogota;
that high ass corner is literally in the middle of nowhere—Queen’s Islands, some bullshit idk it’s up in Canada @ Canadian followers get at me because I don’t know what’s out there (SM could just call it Canada maybe?);
and then Russia we got multiple—the mark near the center of the logo is dead-ass Moscow DING DING DING GUESS WHERE THE M IS GONNA BE and then the far out right corner is around Siberia, which doesn’t match the letter scheme. However, we can find cities out that far using our handy-dandy resource known as Wikipedia and Google.
And guess what? There is a city called Yakutsk in Russia out in that area which satisfies the Y question (Y all know it isn’t Yangguk, South Korea; leave Baekhyun’s grandmother alone.)
Okay so anony you’ve helped me basically figure out the rest of EXO’s comeback thanks so much!