first she swayed on two legs, leaving behind a trail of water. by the time tiredness brought her to all fours, her fur had dried through the layers. and still the nameless was pulled forth by the sight of the pyramid, rope-bound by the stem of her mind, certain in some way that the long nightmare of her perpetual waking will become clear, if only she could reach the base.

the wavering image of something approaching could almost be ignored. almost. but then she caught the glint of golden bands in sunlight, and a deep feeling of annoyance made her falter.

imenet's eyes drooped down to the approaching beast. her jaw set. as nakhtmin spoke, her teeth ground.

you! she yelled back, and threw his way a wave of sand. where by the gods were you?!