Lion Head Mesa ingemuo

empty. empty. empty as a boneyard. empty as a charnel house. satsu's spirit had flown on falcon wings to the underworld. he knew that Ma'at would judge her truly, for there had been no malice in his queen.
but ramesses was devoid of feeling now. he scarcely stirred as the roman was ushered forward. only a flick of his eartip evinced that he had heard anything. "mereo is my outpost. its condolences are assumed."
did the roman fool mean to bait him? pharaoh grew further into himself, tendrils of ice surrounding his heart.