Lion Head Mesa what a grand and intoxicating innocence

Akhtar’s grin became something more mean, perhaps, with his eyes kept turned from the Neb.

T’was not Ra. He tisked his tongue against the back of his teeth, half mock, half reprimand.

It was Toth who called to me. He told me to return to give my knowledge. It was sudden, the turn of his eyes to the Neb.

Perhaps the question is why are you still among us, Neb? I would have thought you would be gone to your own seat of power by now, was that not in the plans? If it wasn’t, perhaps he could guide his own piece into that play.

UR FINE I remember!! It’s all good here!