the man with the molten eyes and the dark face.
he had not come to be pharaoh's pleasure object.
she had listened to him speak of things she did not know and did not understand. like arsenio, he had been far. she wondered what words.
@Sihaya el-sayal. she felt that she understood his words. like sayf. like jawahir. like herself. and now him. the sunspots of the desert were gathering here.
tamar dragged a branch in her teeth through the hallway outside maggie's door; a bough of gilded and fragrant leaves. they broke from the twigs as she walked, leaving ovals of gold behind her.
he had not come to be pharaoh's pleasure object.
she had listened to him speak of things she did not know and did not understand. like arsenio, he had been far. she wondered what words.
@Sihaya el-sayal. she felt that she understood his words. like sayf. like jawahir. like herself. and now him. the sunspots of the desert were gathering here.
tamar dragged a branch in her teeth through the hallway outside maggie's door; a bough of gilded and fragrant leaves. they broke from the twigs as she walked, leaving ovals of gold behind her.
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ash - by Tamar - October 20, 2021, 01:27 PM