Two Eyes Cenote You can't buy this fineness

should you ever return.

nazli felt sad, suddenly, and she looked askew from her work and the warrior, who themselves was busy looking at the walls. she was thankful for that. the moment slipped by.

ah, the wedjat. they are here, and she draws the eye back to her work, to the eyes flanking either side of toula's sigil. one was for ra, the other for horus.

nazli's eye lingers upon the sigil in the center, that which made her think of home. without turning her attention away this time: i hope the gods enjoy the work as well. so that akashingo stays safe, and she turns now and smiles.

although, you do a fine job of that.