4/11/2026, 9:10 PM
It would be appropriate for a queen to wait in formal reception, but if the decorum of her court had been polluted, then Neith would at least level taboos in her own way, sweeping up a dune at exuberant lope, merging joy with the travelling party’s own.
“Hotep!!” She nearly falls upon the seer in grinning elation. They are home! They are safe! He is home!
They have arrived at precisely the most critical moment. Another day and they would have been too late, she thinks, pulling back to inspect each of the five faces.
“You are home! Tell me, are you all well?”
“Hotep!!” She nearly falls upon the seer in grinning elation. They are home! They are safe! He is home!
They have arrived at precisely the most critical moment. Another day and they would have been too late, she thinks, pulling back to inspect each of the five faces.
“You are home! Tell me, are you all well?”
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