Lion Head Mesa milkweed

to command that which she deserved.

how she wished so horribly that she could bring herself to weep again. that Ma'at Herself may hear her tears and see the work makono did. that her father may see what the hem saw, what Ma'at saw. or perhaps the problem was that he did.

still he did not bend.

she looked deep into his face now. her hurt exposed for him in a way none had ever seen it.

she felt bare before him, before the Gods and Goddesses.

he told me you'd say Ma'at cannot be changed. had it been a lie? had he not expected the hem to say the things he did now?

what will be done if the time comes and still he does not see me as fit? if he still believes Ma'at cannot be changed despite all my efforts?