Lion Head Mesa [sc] Boa

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Legend is there; her touch, her tender voice, the familiar pair of ash spoused paws padding the earth near her head. Eset reaches for her friend’s arm, clasping both around her shoulders. An uncertain wind stirs the dust about their legs. The hebsut’s glances are timid, alarmed. Too many scattered thoughts tear through her, but one stronger than the rest. She dreads its fever.

“Please- send word after the ceremony to the Erpa-ha that I am leaving,” she speaks swiftly into the mazoi’s ear, “for two weeks. Maybe three.” Senmut had once granted her the opportunity to do so. Would he still honor it? So much had changed since their last conversation-

-but time is draining from her clock. She tried to control everything. This she could not.

“Would you stay in Muat-riya until I return?” Eset pulls back to look into her friend’s face. It is only then that she sees a hurt there that causes her heart to twist. She lifts a worried palm to the silver curved cheek.

“Legend?”