Osiris

You sprint through the water of the Nile, as you have for days, when you finally spot the coffin in the water. Tears cloud your eyes as you slide through the water, kneeling next to the coffin with a splash. The lid has been jarred open from the turbulent water, and you stare down at Osiris peaceful face with a sob. You burry your face in his chest, your long black curls hiding your face, when you feel his chest rise Osiris: Isis.... You found me. His eyes light up as he looks at you