Two Eyes Cenote [ap] Honey, we should run away, someday.

for your sanity i wont link to "what was i made for" but just know it was playing as i wrote this ...

gritting her teeth.

he was a mazoi, and a man, and would never understand what pain she was in; and her rage bubbled over.

i used to pride myself on being useful, being fast, anticipating needs; and then the pharaoh took a look at me and said, 'ho, a beautiful toy!' it broke me! he, broke me.

no tears, only white-hot rage as things unsaid were finally erupting from her!

i had thought the struggles and the starvation did it. im so weak now, i can't help anyone; but the doctor -- the doc, she could not bare to say this! she fought herself over it. to admit that, she confirmed it. the starvation weakened me so i can't be useful, but that man, ramesses, took all i had!

she fell forward now against the chest of the mazoi, pressing her forehead against him, sobbing emptily.
i can't give senmut children. i-- i can't give anyone heirs, and so what good am i? what reason was i born if not this?

silence and pain.