Lion Head Mesa life doesn't always go my way

senmut thought of her also.

having graduated from we'eb to priest, the majority of his time was spent with akhtar or nala or pharaoh. he still sang the prayers but often he sang now with the priestess of Hathor.

and yet he had not forgotten nazli.

he came across her lilac form by accident today. senmut had come from the serpent and just stepped away from another servant after a vigorous toweling. "nazli," the man said softly, face softening into a smile. he had come to see her, after all. "i brought you this." a piece of rare blue stone, found beside the river.