Lion Head Mesa sarcophagi

Her sobs were quieter now.

They had at one time been so loud they'd filled the catacombs regardless of how deep Nazli had wedged herself; she did not know how far she had gone, except that she could not see any light and she did not recognize the sweeping stone faces of the maze of it.

She cursed the name of Senmut quietly and without feeling, as she had cried until she'd been empty and too dulled by it all to really wish him ill.

More fervently she would curse the name of @Tavina as the woman should have been the one to tell her the truth early on, and to prepare her.

For good measure she spoke a curse in to the dark for Nala, though even in her pained state Nazli felt guilt for that and recanted it.

Once this had been her safe place, and it was again in her time of need.