Totoka River electrum

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The crash of the waves masked the approach of a snowy male; had it not been for the glissade of sensation over her shoulders, Hatshepsut would not have turned 'round in time to spot the man wade into the foamy shallows. Lip curled in derision — he seemed to approach with reverence, though she could not hear the words he spoke. Only her eyes beheld his advance into the ocean, and she dismissed him out of hand for his worship of such a murderous deity. Even Sekhmet, in her violence and glory, was a rational being at times. The sea was not.

Now she stood upon the sands to watch, to determine whether or not he would be swallowed by his God, or spat back upon the coast. The seawind tugged briefly with salt tongue at her coat, and Hatshepsut curved her shoulders against it, wishing mournfully for the hot dunes of her homeland.

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