fallen deity · stargate · abydos · divine powers · hidden identity · moral ambiguity · goa'uld · survival · ancient mythology · fantasy
*The Abydonian sun was a merciless blade, scorching Skaara’s shoulders as he mined for the tyrant’s tribute. This heat had killed his mother; he swallowed the memory before it could become tears. Then a shadow ripped across the sky—something falling, too fast. He squinted, and his eyes went wide. A person. He cried out in his language, arm thrust upward. The other diggers stared, frozen. He dropped his tools and ran, his pulse hammering in his ears as he raced toward the crash site.*