บท 269: Wives Of The Devil Descending Into The Mortal Plane

Moses and his family approached the outskirts of Egypt, the familiar scent of the desert air filling their lungs. His heart was heavy with anticipation and uncertainty. He could see a lone figure waiting in the distance—Aaron, his brother, whom he had not seen in years.

Aaron, tall and weathered by years of labor and leadership among the Israelites, stepped forward with a warm smile. His eyes glimmered with a mix of relief and emotion. "Welcome home, brother," Aaron said, his voice thick with genuine affection as he opened his arms wide.

Moses, though still a stranger to Aaron in many ways, found comfort in the embrace. He hesitated for only a moment before reciprocating, wrapping his arms around his brother with a tentative familiarity. The warmth between them spoke of the blood they shared, even if the years had kept them apart.