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sullen yellow hues had been unfocused until a familiar sight caught their attention. racharra realized where and why she sat upon the plateau within a small crowd. the husk of her brother had been dragged out from the pit, and the nebet can feel sweat beginning to cling to her brow. if her kohl smudges, she could care less.

he mumbles uselessly in a tongue none could understand. Pharoah is kind but stern. she prays, uselessly, that nothing be done to him today. that he may behave.
but drusk has done wrong, just as much as the wrong that has been dealt to him.
do they know? did anyone ever ask his name?
as food is brought to the starving boy, she waits at the edge of her seat, glancing towards toula to see what would occur next.