[So long had she slumbered within the depths of the Duat. Decades. Centuries. Millennia… Yet (cont) tl.gd/nivmbq

[ She sleeps again, though not so deeply, the mask at last tying her to the mortal plane, anchoring (cont) tl.gd/nj04r4

I cannot sit idly by and let the world shift into darkness, but, there are rules.Rules that prevent me from being the one to tip the scales.

That really, really, /really/ weird moment when you find out that Ma'at has a Twitter. Whoa. Just whoa. [Ma'at]

< /Order/ is a woman, sorcerer. Be careful of what you speak. > x.com/fabledfate/sta…

|| But they are both at their most /powerful/ when Balance is in place. When they can work together… ||

// Important info here. Definition of the Duat: The Duat is not hell, in any sense of the (cont) tl.gd/njigl4

--kinda missed or misrepresented or oversimplified the concept. //

You Greeks would do well to remember that /your/ imbalances affect others. [She gives a deadpan glare.]