Two Eyes Cenote marble & tooth

grateful for his life, khusobek grit a prayer to Set and hauled his aching body the last few feet to the cenote.

the wounds soto had ripped in face and wrist ached; he needed them cleaned. he needed rest.

he needed safiya to be safe.

having pulled a muscle in his leg on that last part of his intent run back from akashingo, he paused now, calling for @Eset and for @Meseba, to council. 

on a stone shelf he set down the packet of herbs sent by senmut.