First they entered between pillars and then went down a dark hall sloping always downward. You get a sense of the silence and magesty. There's also the feeling of ancient eyes watching, observing. What are you doing there? Why are you there?Going down makes the heart flutter, palms sweat, despair is creeping in your consciousness. But be sharp and go slow. Nothing can touch you in this moment.
Here is our first treasure. Ah, going down the aisle with Cleopatra eating figs. A gentle breeze blows off the Nile. The servants are fanning you. (Hey, when I go on vacation, it's a vacation from stress and all limits. No lost baggage. In your imagination, go royal.) Speaking of royal, I think I've found her.
Is that really a sarcophagus with a guardian on top? I wonder who is inside. I wonder if they are dreaming of this world and thinking , "How strange we are." I will poke around the artifacts and see what else I come across.
We've found her. I think that's Queen Nefertiti. I'm going to sit here for a while and just admire her. After all, I've come a long way just to get here. There's no hurry to get back. It's dark, cool, silent and I can almost hear her whisper to me.