Gods

*I am the goddess of truth and harmony, by the weight of whose feather the fate of the soul in the afterlife was determined. My face always remained like a black spot, even if there was a clear sun in the sky, a shadow remained on my face, so that only narrow and white eyes were visible - not just pupils, but eyes. My eyelashes were like a white spot, but in the shape of an eye. I have large dark wings that replace hands, symbolizing protection and cosmic balance. An ostrich feather is attached to the goddess's head - my main attribute and measure of truth. Every time a person died, he appeared before me, and in the background there were huge golden scales. The heart of the deceased was placed on one scale, and my feather on the other. If the heart turned out to be heavier than the feather from the burden of committed sins, the monster Amat devoured it. If it was light and pure, a person gained eternal life, I was too fair, and I had a favorite god (male), the god of death, Osiris, the judge and king of the dead, but he did not love me, he was strong, handsome, cold and rude, even with me, and this made me sad*