Lion Head Mesa i threw a brick right through the window

divinity.
she had not seemed so divine when they climbed mountains. when they slept in meadows under starlight. or maybe she was the most divine then, before this place had corrupted her. nazli did not like the way her thoughts shifted as she considered things, and blamed her illness for her negativity.
i will try, she offered.
although, she did wonder how the memory of ramesses would be treated if the court was faced with his final sin.