Two Eyes Cenote [BOO] 呪われた女王 // Aoimoku

he came to her and in his grasp she was warmed and made to feel alive with his touch, even faded as they were, and at last satsu gasped a breath that held many things: sadness, desire, her mourning, her hope.

with the last of her energies she kissed ramesses and became a cool mist, and himself motes of dust in the moonlight; and together they descended among the guests towards the crowned pharaoh and consort.

beloved,
your blood is my blood;
your flesh is my flesh;
the Field of Wheat behind us
Ammit at our heels.

the celebrations unfolded, and those in attendance would feel only the softest kiss of wind, if anything at all.