Lion Head Mesa [m] Voice of man

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Flogged; like a tree in severe weather, bent and split and articulated by a black wind. Pushed; until any residuum of prince was forced from priest, and by the end semer-wati too would be a husk of a man, unburdened, while his disciple was made to carry him through sundown and into the oppressive heat of day.

Eyes shut and all language vanished from his mouth, where came only sated grunts. Long dark hands fell about the curve of the erpa-ha’s neck and he bent to graze the ruddy cheek with his mouth.

“The gods are pleased, Senmut,” his breath seized– then he pulled away and back into the teal-blue waters, eyelids falling to half-close.