Isisth x Kalerriarth Eggs - August 2001

Furry Former Glory Egg

By: Espera

Heart of Chaotic Violence Egg

By: Espera

Paradise in the Desert Egg

By: Danae

Temple of Mud and Stone Egg

By: Danae

Slumbering Fox Egg

By: Xe'n

Quiet Life-Essence Egg

By: Xe'n

Feather of Truth and Justice Egg

By: N'andi

Deep Blue River Depths Egg

By: N'andi

Feast of Apep Egg

By: T'vor

Shades of Nuit Egg

By: T'vor

Majestic Pillars of the East Egg

By: Yu'i

Walk Like an Egyptian Egg

By: Yu'i

Red and Black Contrast Egg

By: Katlyn

Iridescent Scarab Broach Egg

By: Katlyn

Book of the Dead Egg

By: C'anna

Book of Amun Ra Egg

By: C'anna

Ruins in a Desert Landscape Egg

By: Lonriya

Desert Falcon in the Sky Egg

By: Lonriya

Raiding of the Tomb Egg

Vaulted ceilings of golden-yellow wrap around the surface of this largish ovoid, brushing brightness over the smaller end of the oval, then fading into darkness as they extend lower, ending in a drab shade of tan just a few shades darker than the sands in which it rests. Surely there must be treasures hidden within the egg, for within the shadows that plague the midsection of the ovoid gleams metallic hints — a flash of bronze here, a speck of copper there, even a hint of silver from within the deepest shadows. Yet that is all that remains; darkness reigns here, a desecrated, plundered place — the ceilings are cracked and crumbling, the hints of metallicism are just that: hints. Even within the sands rests the trail of the desecrator, left in the form of black pockmarks on what passes for the ground, a trail leading into the shadows that rest within the shell, then out of them once more.

By: Syra

Hallowed Halls of Gold Egg

Bright, sandy gold spreads across the surface of this tiny little egg, little granules reflecting off in a myriad of shades ranging from dusky brown to brilliant aureate sheens to pale tans. Were that all, even with its unusual, variegated coloring, this little egg would be nothing out of the ordinary — but that's not all. One side of the ovoid's surface remains pristine, untouched by any invaders, while the other— a different story. Pictures of all shapes and colors stack one atop the other, crammed against each other until they're reduced to illegibility. Squiggling lines of black cut across copper and white figures that march over brilliant blue surfaces or disrupt black and golden figures disporting over green planes. The pictograms extend on opposite sides of the elongated ovoid as if it had been wrapped in a band of drawn-upon paper, leaving gold to glitter in some places, and colors to gleam in others.

By: Syra

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