Chapter Four
My feet sank into the shaved earth. Granules sifted between my toes and settled on my toenails like a bronze nail polish. The pyramids stretched out before me. Tombs for kings, queens, and gods. The sun rose as I watched workers build the Temple of Isis.
They piled on sunbaked mud at the base. Stones of lime, sand, and granite fit together like puzzle pieces that reached higher and higher into the sky. The massive structure opened to sloping walls that showed high-ceilinged hallways.
I stood from somewhere on high, looking down at the progress. Arms encircled me, pressing the line of my body into the circumference of him.
“Nefer baka, ashugee.”
I wasn’t entirely sure if this was a dream or a memory. I’d spent countless days and nights leaning back in the safety and comfor
