Next week I’ll move on to another WIP…
Sobek the Crocodile God is doing his duty, maintaining the Nile, far from the village where Merys lives, but he can’t shake an ominous premonition...
Something is wrong.
The feeling persisted until at last he had finished,
and the Nile flowed serenely on its appointed course
again. Bek shifted from his crocodile form and stood
on the bank as a human, trying to understand where
this foreboding came from, what it could possibly
signify. He eyed the skies above, sent his thoughts
questing along the channels linking the world of the
Only one thing in my life might affect me in this
fashion—a threat to Merys.
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