Two Eyes Cenote Amduat

"i will help to bear the boy," khusobek grunted, thinking with pained horror of his own sons out there in the waste.

he did not know if they lived and there had settled into him so great a melancholy that it felt impossible even to breathe.

an automaton once more, he moved with the heavy step of one commanded by spirit what he must do in flesh.

he had little to carry and much, much more to leave.