Two Eyes Cenote calling the scarlet sands

The brightness of the stars becomes the brightness of the day, the ceremonial room flooding with bridal blooms and their intimate guestlist. Eset watches Toula’s face, her beauty as it gleams for every individual in the room, and the wealth of emotion she sees in her look reserved for Rashepses.

“Like a Goddess,” she whispers, smiling, eyes sparking with the glaze oh her own tears as she passes the bouquet of white lotuses and Toula turns away to be united in marriage with her husband.

Senmut confers the holy orders. The world is influx, the great planes invisibly shifting, and in the beauty of the moment Eset is filled with hope that something true, and divine, could be delivered from their union.