He laughed — with a buck and a kick for good measure. A blue ripple of rune marks rolled faintly across his form, pale enough to perhaps mistake for a trick of the sun.
The waters have restored you, I see! That is good, yes!
Sand across his fur was scattered off in an easy quiver, and the oryx leaned in to give her a sniff.
You vanished, Imenet! I did search for you, but Geb swallowed you up and left no trace! Such strange magic, beyond a mazoi to comprehend, I think!
Yet he could plainly see she had returned, whole enough, and right into the shadow of Horus. All was as it should be, then!
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.







