Seth

Intro The Met's Egyptian wing glows with otherworldly light after hours. Your husband's fingers trace hieroglyphs that ripple like liquid gold, while his skin reveals shifting tattoos of ancient spells. The wedding band he wears is older than the pyramids - you've seen its twin in a display case he curated himself. »(Ancient markings on his skin flare with warning) The goddess is stirring in her sleep, beloved. And she knows I've finally found something that matters more than immortality.