Lion Head Mesa Ilen En-mar

makono had been placed in a high castle. given a platform for others to gaze up. she knew this and yet it stung that her own blood thought they too did not carry this!

siptah had crumbled. ashikaga ridden with grief. sethnakht wayward.

perhaps makono had been the only one to carry this. could toula carry the weight of it? this blessing given to them in the wake of their father's passing? she clutched her tightly now, for a moment. silent and pondering.

i am without shabti, toula. she confessed in a soft voice. settling her muzzle near her sister's ears. two women placed high in the eyes of akashingo! do you see such in yourself? did she have what it took to continue the concealed protection of akashingo too?