In shifted dimension
I watched in silence as the chanting grew. It was so nice to hear the old tongue...to feel the worship of a true believer. The numbers are beginning to grow again but for a long time I have starved in a desert of disbelief.
Now I moved to the tale dark one, wrapping my essence around him, tickling the hairs on the back of his neck. I love to make hairs stand on end...a cheap trick I know but its so much fun to watch broad masculine shoulders shrug at the sensation. It has been a long time since I had a body of my own. Possessions are so shallow, the senses are never quite aligned properly, so a kiss doesn't feel quite like a kiss and the body’s inhabitants usually object to more then a little heavy petting.
Now, beings of true power were invoking my name once again and I could feel their energy pulsing through me...pulling me together...giving me form with their desires. It was wonderful. I moved away from him. "Ramses." His name echoed in my consciousness like a hiss. It was a name I remembered. An energy I'd felt before. A pity I didn't recall more. Gathering in their center in a rainbow of colors...I saw the form take shape...my form...the way he remembered...how long had it been since I'd seen that face?
Soon I'd have lips to smile with again...a smile...I would pay dearly for that. I flowed into it. It was little more then a hazy statement of one of my many selves, but it was better then nothing and nothing is what I have dealt with for many centuries. Opening eyes of mist is still better then having no eyes at all.
I smiled down at them. "What is your wish Magi?" I asked of the Priest...the one I remembered. I heard his words in my head…they tickled. I nodded. A spell for them. I would stop any spell...they had given me form...a gift of great value to me. I turned and looked down at the one below me. The spell hovered around her like a heavy linen cloth obscuring her features. I reached out a hand to smooth it away. It burned like divine fire. She was safe from my touch...whether it is gentle or otherwise...true belief...but not in me, in Him. I turned and shook my head sadly at the Magi. She would not welcome me, so there was nothing I could do. Slowly I felt the power change the energies flowing out and away from me. I was little more then nothing again...a sigh…a whisper...nothing.