(Atmosphere fuel)

As we are now, as we once were, we shall be eternally in the field of reeds. This simple belief of the ancient Egyptians is the inspiration & fuel for this story.

The clearing dust reveals a cave, a cave very familiar to Bayek. He’s taken aback, as if pulled from the present by the hand of fate. Memories take him to a simpler time, one filled with love and passion. He recalls running away from home with Aya leaving all their troubles behind, snuggling in the womb of this cave.

Days spent in each others arms unwilling to let go of the fleeting moments. Their love blossomed, a bond to last an eternity, to be entwined forever in the Field Of Reeds.

As Aya lays on his chest Bayek whispers,

“An eternity I want to imagine gazing into your eyes. My hand forever caressing your soft radiant skin. The shimmering light flowing around you fills my heart with a comforting warmth.”

Her head on his chest they lay on this hill overlooking a sky filled with colors unseen. Running his fingers over the ridges of her lips Bayek smiles, reminding himself that they’ve made it. It’s going to be him and Aya forever, together in this their ‘Field of Reeds’.

The gods smile upon them gifting them their destiny.

A golden hue fills the air, Bayek raises his head breathing it all in as he feels undeserving. Thinking to himself “All I did was Love!”. “Why am I deserving of this?”

He let fate intertwine his soul with hers in a cosmic twirl. Swimming through the cosmos holding her close, they move through the stars for all the gods to see. They align for the spectacle, moving aside as they sway to the rhythm of the hearts that belong to love.

Bayek leans over in awe whispering, “I see the heavens in your eyes. Dark like the deepest well, adorned with jewels of colors unseen.” Keeping the gaze locked he moves his lips closer, Aya in a moment of pure ecstasy exhales filling his body with her essence.

Their lips touch as the first light of day shines upon this magical land, encouraging the flowers to awake from their slumber, spreading their petals wide. As if, to welcome them to this surreal dream.

“All I heard was myths of the afterlife”, Bayek says gazing softly into Aya’s longing eyes. “If this is it, I never want to leave”. Aya smiles as she pulls him closer gently running her hands through his hair while they’re intertwined in a kiss that seems to last eons.

It’s as if time doesn’t belong to this world. The galloping horses of the sun seem to have stopped in their steps, the heavenly breeze has halted it’s flow. Particles of golden dust shimmer all around them. They all wish to be part of this moment, all in awe.

A faint thumping from a distance spreads across their skin, breaking the stillness a child emerges from the reeds. In a state of shock they rise, staring at each other in disbelief. “Could it be him?” they exclaim, Aya almost in tears calls to the child “Khemu! Khemu! is that you?”.

With a grin running across his face the child sprints towards her open arms and locks himself in her embrace. Like they’ve been separated for eons, with emotions overflowing Bayek unable to contain his pleasure wraps his weathered hands around them. Their dream has come true, Shouting to the heavens with his arms raised open Bayek cries “Oh Osiris! the great one I thank you for this moment and for making this dream a magnificent reality”.

A short story/ fantasy ending based on the characters in the game Assassins Creed: Origins.