Private Message to Antonin Nikolaevich Dolohov

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Sanctus Deus, Sanctus Fortis, Sanctus Immortális, miserére nobis.
Agios o Theos, Agios ischyros, Agios athanatos, eleison imas.
Holy God, Holy Mighty, Holy Immortal, have mercy-
Sviatyi Bozhe, Sviatyi Krepkyi, Sviatyi Bezsmertnyi, pomilui nas.

Blessed are your gods, Batya, now and forever and to the ages of ages.



I am, Re,              
 
the Eldest, and Horus, the heir of Osiris. I come with a message to the Lord of the Universe: Horus has been given his throne. I am the First-born; Let me enter and speak.
 
 
Dammit. The formulas are-   

Comments

[alt_crouch_jr]

I can’t pray your prayers, Batya.
  I   
 

[alt_crouch_jr]

  I   
 O Amon, great of dignity, behold, I come to see thee. I penetrate the nether world that I may see my Father Osiris and drive away the darkness. I am his beloved; I have come to see my Father Osiris and hack out the heart of Suty, who wronged my Father Osiris.
 
 
 

[alt_crouch_jr]

 
O God of spirits and of all bodies, who trampled down death and overcame it, and bestowed life on your world, yourself.
O Lord set to rest the soul of your servant Antonin Nikolaevich Dolohov who has fallen asleep,    in a place of light,
     in a place of green pastures,
 in a place of rest where     all pain and sorrow  have been driven away. Give rest to the soul of your servant Antonin Nikolaevich who has fallen asleep. Establish him in Paradise. Give rest to his soul where all the Just shine like the stars in heaven, and  do not regard his transgressions. Do not-
 
May his memory be eternal—

[alt_crouch_jr]

No, dammit.    I’ve written your name and it will never be unwritten now or forever or to the ages of ages. It’s here. Your name. To the ages of ages, Batya. I’ve sacrificed to the four cardinal points. I’ve dressed them with blood of the messenger--East, South, West, North--the bird I sacrificed carries my message to your gods, Batya. They will hear me. You taught me that they obey if you command them.

You believed this, and they will welcome you as Osiris, the murdered one, but immortal. They will preserve your name. And as long as your name lives, you live.
 
 

[alt_crouch_jr]

May all the gods and saints and all our honoured dead shelter you, Batya, always and eternally, now and ever and to the ages of ages, amen.

Sviatyi Bozhe, Sviatyi Krepkyi, Sviatyi Bezsmertnyi, pomilui nas. Holy God, Holy Almighty, Holy Immortal, have mercy on us, both now and ever and to the ages of ages, amen.