Lion Head Mesa kenamun ☆

i..i see. the girl sits on nazli's words for a minute, the weight of them silencing her.

i'm sure Nwt will hear you. it cannot be impossible, i hope. marigold gaze returns to the belly. this must mean quite a bit to the hemet. she'll pray for her, regardless. it's only right. she doesn't have her circlet on her, but perhaps if she speaks to it then Nwt would allow her most loyal priestess just a chance.

or else she truly would live in a cruel world where ogresses are allowed to abandon and hurt their daughters, while better mothers yearn for children but are denied it.