Lion Head Mesa gone,

@Racharra, gone! 
had she been unclear? worse, had she been unfair? Toula moved to the place of Khonsu and would be stopped for nothing, by no one, until she was at His altar. to Him she now offered her own blood, a gentle bloodletting that she smeared against stone, and sang the song of travel and of safety. keep her safe, she wished, bring her back to me, and in her travels keep her alive and well and happy, 
ah! she would not believe this to be a betrayal. no, not Racharra, who had confided in her, who she too had confided in—
she blinked away tears of sadness, of confusion. it was not for a God to wonder if They were wrong, and yet the thought persisted. what if Racharra wished not to be married? what if she had misunderstood? 
with her other arm, she wiped at her eyes. when her voice was hoarse from her prayer, she would take these other thoughts to Iset, and leave them with Her.