Lion Head Mesa She rings like a bell through the night.

nazli was speaking but senmut could see her twirling up toward the dying stars. he tried to listen, but then she was leaning against him, her breath ruffling his shoulder.

"no," he said softly when she woke in her usual apology. and unbidden, his forearm went around her, perhaps awkwardly, her shoulders. "just — rest. then lay here and sleep while i sing to Ra. He will not mind, so no one else will be allowed."