Lion Head Mesa How I’m gettin on

pharaoh had wondered idly when kynareth and nyra would make good their threatening promise to visit akashingo. as the land was so very flat, he had seen the figure approach. but it was not until the shape of kynareth grew larger that ramesses realized today was such a day.
the white ribbon of maggie was with the leader of the saints, not the snowstorm of nyra.
it proved a pleasant development for ramesses, who had not looked forward to entertaining the overseer.
"divine one," pharaoh murmured, bending low his head as kynareth was led to him. "allow me to welcome you to akashingo."
it was at this moment @Satsu arrived. ramesses turned his head toward her. "look who graces us."
the lapis eyes were attentive upon kynareth once more. "look upon the jewel of our eye," and here he indicated jawahir and the honeydusk heat carried upon the pristine pelt always.