2/28/2026, 6:46 PM
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This idea was newly engendered in her mind by the sesh, that a woman could be forced into motherhood outside her will. It is a nauseating prospect, a repulsing one, and here is a man wrought from such a betrayal.
With a sickening suddenness she understands in some small way why Mekh feels so undeserving of more. Neith was a product of the purest love. How does one grapple with being the product of violation?
And the fate of his mother and siblings on the dunes. No words, and yet no graves. No cruelty surpasses the torment of not knowing.
She is stripped of any words. All she can grasp is this: that he walks beside her. That he lives. That his story moves toward a purpose hidden from mortal sight.
Would Mekh recoil from this sentiment? She cannot say she would fault him if he did.
In a swift step, the queen stops them. He is in her eyes, the coy’s tapered face. The wolf’s golden eyes.
“Help me. This world has been unconscionably cruel to you, Mekh. Help me build a better one.”
With a sickening suddenness she understands in some small way why Mekh feels so undeserving of more. Neith was a product of the purest love. How does one grapple with being the product of violation?
And the fate of his mother and siblings on the dunes. No words, and yet no graves. No cruelty surpasses the torment of not knowing.
She is stripped of any words. All she can grasp is this: that he walks beside her. That he lives. That his story moves toward a purpose hidden from mortal sight.
Would Mekh recoil from this sentiment? She cannot say she would fault him if he did.
In a swift step, the queen stops them. He is in her eyes, the coy’s tapered face. The wolf’s golden eyes.
“Help me. This world has been unconscionably cruel to you, Mekh. Help me build a better one.”
