Bastet_Chan

BASTET


Forgotten goddess of the pussies

There was a rumor passed from mouth by kiss in the bed. It said that if someone keep an ear and listen a fading song could be hear in the distant dunes. The sound told an accient tale of a cat divine and smiling dancer that one day became one with the sand.
She was a lover of festivity and all night escapades at time where she was revered.

Each night reachs and end and so her influence on the world, her temple became mere ruin soaked in the whispers of desert winds. Oblivious was a curse as it was a bless, her shackles broke also with the duty so now she could wander far beyond.

She wants to laugh, wants to cry, wants to smile and wants to fight; To enjoy life as a shadow of one she was. Eat is such delicious pleasure so don't forget to bring a meal.

Appearing as a lover and dissapearing as a storm, you might be lucky to find her where cats celebrate their runaways.

Be careful though, as she has a big mouth to talk, bigger is to show her wrath. Cats are her soul and a punishment will fall to the ones hurting her kin. The circle of life never ends but as she loves pleasure, she detest pain.

Bells ring between the mist of time, sings eroded songs full of praise.

A song comes with the sandstorm