Lion Head Mesa The almond and the apple

@Tuna ? <3

The mesa is dry, but this is where the similarities between Akashingo and her homeland end.

The palace is a place of great luxury, adorned hallways and nobility of great import who pass through them. Eset steps through a waft of frankincense to admire the fresco paintings on the wall: artworks of Gods and Goddesses, prayers to accompany them and scenes of daily life, too. Her eyes trace over the millers in the fields and river bathers with a hopeful curl of lip. It is what her life could look like here.

Eventually she parts and ambles along the glistening floors, searching for the Queen's fellahin, Tuna, who she hoped she might learn from.