Lion Head Mesa sixty-sixth

that morning, he had bid goodbye to the pharaoh @Toula and her divine lover @Rashepses. he had sought out @Legend to ask her to come with him, and had found @Eset at the last moment, bursting with words of @Nazli but saying only, "please give this to the priestess."

a bone medallion stained black with earth found beneath muat-riya, in which bits of mica had been sown long ago. in the sun it would be dull; in the moonlight would the object truly glow.

he had wrapped it in a shirring of lotus leaves and passed it to the hebsut before turning quickly so she might not question him, question why he did not give it himself.

jodai @Zaahira now invited forth from the palace at her own leisure, in case she wished to keep some distance between their traveling.

senmut's mouth was still sour.

another morning hence and akashingo rose bold and redstone before them. senmut near wept to feel the touch of the red sand beneath his paws again. this time he would not be leaving, and in this he was comforted.