Rosewater Oasis Killed him, took his name, and I got new glasses.

He cannot look back, and so he looks forward; a sea of endless wastes before him. From the corner of his eye, amongst the spare brush and dunes of sand, a mirage; his mismatched gaze glimpses the figure of a man, obsidian and gold.

Anubis?

Nokht meets his eye and glares.

And then he invites him, disappears over the dunes.

Was he not angry? Not enraged at all he had done? He abandoned his family, surely he deserved far worse than the peace of an easy crossing, following the hound of death like he was an old friend.

What was it like, over there? Did it hurt?

Snakeskin boy limps after him, convinced that on the other side, all that he'd lost waited for him in sweet reunion. When none stood there but death himself, Nokht looked to him boldly for an answer.