Ocean's Breath Plateau sun-worshipper

ah, another ocean-worshipper. the brine could be lovely enough beneath the eye of a proper sun, but not here. not so cold. he remembered the river that had brought green to all of his lands, and how along every curve, seti's people had offered tribute to the gods.
not so here.
pharaoh too looked back upon the tree, watching the fire billow despite the cold air.
"so it is twice sacred," the man commented, looking back upon his companion. "it would take a certain kind of leader to hold such a powerful place. which are you, i wonder?"
smoke rolled. ramesses was intrigued.