The Maid, the Magpie and the Mirror

Gazing, at its own reflection is the Magpie. A magic bird, a mystical creature, with a soul and the power to see things, the power of scrying. It sees a tomb in ancient Egypt. It sees death. A soul locked within a glorious bronze mirror, Cleopatra and her Maid in a bond unbroken. Time passes in silence as deep as the unbroken promise of endless wisdom, gifted by the Magpie. whose caws the Maid hears, within the depths of the mirror, calls to the Queen, her Cleopatra, to her soul. Magpie speaks to She on the Eastern Barge in the afterlife of death, and to her Maid entombed. The sacred bird so near scrys. The Magpie sits within oasis staring into the pool. It scrys for all this time, its vigil, its protection, never broken. Even when the sarcophagus is carried to the necropolis of the dead, without, unknown, the bird speaks wisely through reflection, her Magpie. Entombed, his Queen and her Maid, their bodies but not their souls, Queen, Maid and Magpie, each cast a last gaze, alive within the mirror. The Vows of Innocence, the Maid bespeaks the mirror. Pleas to the Swallower of Shades, both Queen and Maid have scried to The Burning One, and claim no lie, upon their soul. As the light dims within the Maids eyes, in tomb unbroken, she sees the life of her Queen and their Magpie pass fast upon the brass, last breath of life and dying. Oh, too soon the end, moans the Maid, I am dying. Her life's reflection moves bronzed upon the mirror. She screams, "My Queen," but hears only the caw of Magpie. All around her other servants succumb and cry, whilst she sits scrying, and the Magpie flies above in life entombed, eternity, unbroken. As she beseeches all the Gods to save her soul. The Magpie's spirit self moves within the mirror's soul. He swoops gathering Cleopatra's essence, past the dying, and brings her to the Maids side unbroken. In afterlife upon the Eastern Barge they join the mirrored whole, for he, the bird of magic, Magpie, has called and scried it so. Part light of life, part dark of death, the Magpie. The essence of each entwine united within this eternal mirror for the Magpie cannot bear their deaths. He will protect and forever scry in life the mirror sits unbroken a stolen bauble, and in it they dwell with the Magpie.