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I know that by studying them, you can learn more about the gods, Melody's eyes stayed on the map as she spoke. It seemed like such a monumental task. And it was hers, given to her by Senmut; what could she do except try?

And there are patterns, see? She pointed them out briefly. There's an order to it. Everything has a place. Melody recalled Pharaoh as she said it, recalled that first day outside the palace. Maybe this was what she was meant for. Maybe this was the higher purpose Makono had seen for her.