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LMFAO

the nebet would not pry, but something tells her that nazli might know a little too much about love.

racharra makes a slight noise.
you'll know it when you feel it.
"but if i never feel it, what am i to do!"

an internal war wages. all she wants is for things were a little less vague. but the way nazli describes it is beautiful, she wishes to bask in it. if only racharra could touch it, maybe then she'll be convinced. why couldn't she believe in those intangible feelings the same way she could believe in her gods without needing their presence?

i hope the time comes soon. the girl pouts. she'll have to consult Hathor after Nwt. perhaps the gods will give her a more foreward answer, one that mortals could never be able to succintly describe.

thank you. this time, it is racharra who reaches for nazli. the nebet cups one hand of the hemet with her own, and pats it.
it's.. getting late, i think we should both rest. i hope Nwt hears your prayer, if not today then one day. i have faith she will.