1/1/2026, 11:08 PM
aw but perhaps Mekh? <3
Charmion is gone again.
It pains Neith to realize that she aches a little less this time— that between now and when she’d first learned to let him go, her heart had created a wall to him.
It should not have surprised her. How many has she learned to release? Mother, and father, Den and Satakh, Aunt T, and Senmut, and Ibrahim. Charmion.
Mortals like to believe that love is static, eternal, but their world is always changing, and that is the truth; that it flows transforming endlessly through generations and time.
Cloaked in the old bindings of her lynx, Neith steps into the desert's dark expanse. Before she could truly begin anew in satriya, the queen needed to rest her past.
