Westcar Papyrus Stories
Story of Ubaoner the Lector Priest The relentless sun beat down upon the parched sands of Memphis, baking the flat-roofed houses like clay bricks in a kiln. Inside the cool, dimly lit chambers of the esteemed lector priest Ubaoner, tension crackled thicker than the summer heat. Ubaoner, a man known for his meticulous study of sacred texts, his voice a steady drone in the temple halls, was a storm cloud gathering within the confines of his own home. Whispers tinged with laughter and stolen glances had reached his stoic ears, painting a picture far from the life he envisioned with his wife Reniseneb. Reniseneb, a woman whose emerald eyes held a glint of rebellion, whose laughter echoed like wind chimes in a desert oasis, had become a stranger within their own walls. Ubaoner, consumed by his duties to the temple and the pharaoh, had failed to notice the withering of their love, the blossoming desire in Reniseneb's eyes for another. The culprit, a young scribe named Djekre, flitted thr...
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