Otter Creek obsidian

he called upon Amun first, having not felt the presence of the great one in some time. one by one he said the names of his gods in a rote whisper: the gods of the sand and of the scarab.
his prayers were interrupted by a teasing feminine voice. ramesses was ensnared at once but he did not turn until he had bowed his head once more.
and then his eyes were upon the stranger, upon her pleasing litheness and the expression in her summergrass eyes. "Ra has already granted me a vision?" ramesses questioned teasingly, moving to match her step.