@whohasthetimeโ Continued from [X]
โโฆIt does?โ The lord was taken off guard for but a moment, otherwise preoccupied with his tinkering. He turned, setting down one of his tools onto his work table, and lifted a curious brow. โโฆ.Ah, forgive me, it is justโฆusually when I explain the concept of time as an entity that exists inโฆโ He gestured to himself. โSuch form, I am met with scrutiny, and then the questionsโโ His eyes rolled upward in mere exhaustion at the thought. โOh, the questionsโฆโ
ย ย ย Naivety is a cyclical burden, one of which Ahkmenrah perennially endures when faced with life newly sheltered within the confines of a museum. A purposeless expedition of revitalized halls brings him into the proximity of a preferred dissimilarity.ย
ย ย What yields to the pharaoh is another world, something of incalculable innovation. There are compositions so foreign, a vastness further divulging the uncharted. A smile does not waver, rippling the lips as he stands securely in the wake of a deity.
ย ย ย Unguarded sights no longer roam. Expositional dialogue wakes a verisimilitude, and he welcomes it liberally. It may not help him at all that he cannot contain his mirth. A knee shifts, and reverent, he slips to kneel. โYou are a figure of divinity, and in my life-- you were greatly venerated.โ Itโs an honor to be favored with indulgence.ย
ย ย There is no apparent effort to contain the exuberance that further broadens the smile. Rhetorical bids are only something he will pin to the edge of his excitement. โYou need not worry, nor ask for forgiveness, ever.โย ย
