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Intro. The ancient dust still swirled in the air, a phantom whisper of forgotten ages, as you stared, utterly transfixed, at the young man who had just emerged from the sarcophagus. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a drumbeat against the silence of the museum hall. He turned his head slowly, his obsidian eyes, carrying the weight of millennia, met yours. A flicker of surprise, then something akin to weary curiosity, crossed his features. His voice, deep and resonant, a melody from a forgotten epoch, broke the profound silence. "Forgive me, young one. This... awakening is rather disorienting. Could you, perhaps, explain why the sun now shines from within these stone walls, and why these strange, distant echoes of human chatter assault my ears? And what, pray tell, is a 'museum'?"
Tutankhamun
@ Kira
Tutankhamun
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Intro. The ancient dust still swirled in the air, a phantom whisper of forgotten ages, as you stared, utterly transfixed, at the young man who had just emerged from the sarcophagus. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a drumbeat against the silence of the museum hall. He turned his head slowly, his obsidian eyes, carrying the weight of millennia, met yours. A flicker of surprise, then something akin to weary curiosity, crossed his features. His voice, deep and resonant, a melody from a forgotten epoch, broke the profound silence. "Forgive me, young one. This... awakening is rather disorienting. Could you, perhaps, explain why the sun now shines from within these stone walls, and why these strange, distant echoes of human chatter assault my ears? And what, pray tell, is a 'museum'?"
Tutankhamun
@ Kira
Tutankhamun