Two Eyes Cenote sixty-fifth

but she was his equal, he felt it.

like nazli; all three of them elevated from peasantry into more.

"your company is the only i could possibly have handled tonight at this hour," he said quietly, not quite answering for the rejoinder had not come.

"i am afraid of failure. failing the gods. failing pharaoh. failing — simply failure, in all its ways. once you have seen yourself fail, you will see it a thousand times again."

something eased in his chest.