Lion Head Mesa [ii] irtiu sha

the neb walks the long halls, feet drawing careful lines as he moves.

after a quiet evening, he is ready again to hear the bustling of the red sand palace.

and he does. the fellahin move about, tending to their masters and mistresses. mazoi stand at their various posts, or walk sentry around them. it is a good sight to see. proof that akashingo flourishes. 

now, he himself needs to find a way to flourish within.