Redsand Canyon Empistosýni

Distracted, yes…

Arsenio thought of Tamar and their plans. Epoch would rise. It would be strong. Mereo had proven itself to be something spectacular beneath the Imperator’s rule. The vale would follow in its path and would create a place for learning, a place that would create talented futures for any who stayed. It seemed like a fitting place to raise a family.

You will come see Epoch when it has formed? I will show you the land. Though, you will surely not best me in a race there, Roman. I have learned the trails well in my time away.

This time he smiled. Arsenio’s time in Akashingo had passed. He did not need to worry about the Pharaoh or his plans.