Lion Head Mesa reed

can fade or keep going! <3

the top of the mesa was hot. the scent of flowers only carried here in brief. maggie's long-wrapped mummy was pristine, all moisture leached from her skin and bones by the hot wind of several seasons.
satsu's own was not so beyond life.
the priest and priestess had worked over her and many trinkets with sweet-smelling flowers had been pressed beneath her wrappings and placed around her. the gifts of akashingo lay beside her head, surrounding her in a halo. 
ramesses looked down upon his queen and gave a long, low sound. "you lead our prayer to Osiris, makono."