Lion Head Mesa rises the moon

toula felt herself blush at the attention given from the fellahin. it was kind, though toula had not meant to be so loud as to disturb. at the very least it had not been the opposite, and she murmured gently, thank you, though said nothing else as she thought.
it was just after the fellahin whispered to mazoi that her thought needed to be voiced. after seeing the  bones upon the woman she cared for, she could not keep quiet then. would you mind gathering some sweetmeats, for us all?, she meant to include the fellahin. like nazli, toula had not missed the care there. and so in this duty, they might be kindred spirits. i think it would please the Gods and those beyond that we sup here, where we have prayed, Osiris could see, and tell the late nebet in the Land of Reeds, that the living here fought for the mazoi.