Rosewater Oasis hudjefa

samirseti watches from the dunes, eyes of gilded gold narrowed upon the decrepit shadow that wanders through his oasis. another young boy, lost to the sands, seeking purpose beyond himself.

he descends from his perch with the grace of a stalking panther, his dark figure silhouetted against the dying light of Ra’s final rays. sand whispers beneath his paws as he closes the distance, a shadow swallowing the smaller form of the boy.

his voice is like that of Ra's might, yet humble beyond the raw authority which he wields. he is a messenger, divine, sent from above. brought forth to act on behalf of his God. the God-King.

he watches the boy sway, and it is within a moment that samir is at his side, granting him his flank to lean upon; guiding the child further the way to the pool that glitters, where he may drink his fill and rest.

you have been delivered, son of Ra. now drink, samir bids, live.