Lion Head Mesa spear & sickle

being vague! <3

heat made the mazoi contemptuous.

he drank more wine, bathed more frequently of clinging dust. he kept to the cooler shadows of the palace though was never far from the queen's door.

the new one, @Inji, he watched with avid and open interest. eset had not satisfied this for him, and he no longer believed melody would call. and so khusobek only waited for the proper moment to summon the fellahin.

it came one afternoon which wavered in heat so great the air shimmered outside the mesa. the man returned, panting after a patrol. "bring water," he ordered as he sat down just inside the entryway, expecting one of them to answer his request.