Blackfeather Woods divine timing

some might call it instinct—but Toula would tell you, the Gods demanded that then and there she turn around. and so she did, the sight awaiting her there nearly every answered prayer. there stood that golden eagle, and Toula gasped—
not in turmoil, not to see Her, nor in disbelief—somewhere in her heart the now Pharaoh knew Makono would not go so early, her flame burned too greatly!
and she also saw Makono as perhaps she was always meant to be. wild, free, unbound—beholden to no law, no man, no woman, too big for any of that. too brilliant, too bright—and Gods, each scar she wore only made her more beautiful! 
Toula cried out with joy, to be reunited with so big of a missing piece of her heart that now beat a little more steadily. sister! not for a moment did Toula’s love for her falter. one might think absence made the heart grow even fonder, but Toula loved Makono then as she did now—with all of herself.