Lion Head Mesa those who wish me dead, yeah

A brief touch of surprise colored her thoughts.  He had seemed to be the leader. Not the absent nightwife and now they were no longer a couple. She hoped she hadn't caused that. He hadn't done anything, behaved. It had been her that offered something he couldn't have.

She listened and studied him. Are you finding peace in your worship of Osiris?.

She thought of the other gods her own thoughts straying to the stone she now carried from toula for the egyptian goddess.