Firefly Glen [PHE] Iwn

at the very least, she had been given time to appreciate what he had done for her. they sat before one another, she feeding him and he feeding her—delighted laughter rang in the air,
and then the news came. what was this feeling within her? it gripped her, it was terrible and cold and dark and she wondered if this was madness. it consumed her.
it was not—it was rage. rage at the injustice, at the cruelty. an eye for an eye would make the whole world blind—how funny, to have taken this as truth once! how sweet the sentiment! such was only true if the same face accepted such vicious treatment.
she would not. could not. who was she? what was this thing inside of her? Toula looked to her children playing in the glade, saw @Khaemwaset peering upward. it could have been any one of them.
she thought of the bear skull she had gifted @Kukutux, the claw and fang marks that engraved it—
motherhood had not softened her. but it had changed her. she looked back to Rashepses. the fire of his gaze raged in the blue-flame of her own. they die for this, whisper-quiet, for his ears only—it will never be any one of them!
Safiya. oh, Safiya! no time for tears, not until the work was done. she was not only mother, now. she spoke as Pharaoh. they die for this—a command delivered. one she herself would work to see done.