Beneath the Sunstone

Previously

…Perhaps we build for ourselves. For the pride in our hands, for the knowledge passed down, for the hope that something of us endures, even if the gods themselves do not.” Nefertari reached out and took his hand, her touch warm and steady. “As long as we have each other, Khety,” she said softly, her eyes meeting his, “something of us will endure.” The pyramid, a silent titan, loomed in the darkness, its grandeur now tinged with a profound, unsettling ambiguity. The sunstone, the heart of their endeavor, seemed to cast longer shadows than ever before.