done. i would like to see your craft, y'var'la.and it was true, for he was not a man who laid any stock by such himself. others made that which made him glorious, and so it would be, and so it ever was.
if you win --
here pharaoh's voice trailed in jest, though he was thinking of what he had to offer. their riches were great, but as they traveled, there was no root upon which might be built.
the skins of these three herons, and i will have a blue stone found which can be tied there.
over her heart, tangled into the fur -- blue and white, the colors of royalty or those favored.
herons lent fine, thin pelts of tiny and meticulous feathers. pharaoh felt that y'var'la would approve.




