[ ...It's a step. Marik reminds himself of that. It's a step.
(He misses Rishid. Rishid never needed instructions. Rishid was the only person on the planet who never needed instructions.....He always knew just what Marik wanted, how Marik liked things....he was the only person Marik rarely felt the need to critique....
.....he's never gone this long, nearly a WHOLE DAY, without Rishid....
No. That's not what we're thinking about right now.) ]
Can you flutter them?
[ You know? Wiggle the bones? Contract the muscles consciously? Anything???
O mighty Ra, great god of the sun, permit him, as last heir of the Tombkeepers, to formally apologize for what this "Heaven" has done to Your image. ]
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(He misses Rishid. Rishid never needed instructions. Rishid was the only person on the planet who never needed instructions.....He always knew just what Marik wanted, how Marik liked things....he was the only person Marik rarely felt the need to critique....
.....he's never gone this long, nearly a WHOLE DAY, without Rishid....
No. That's not what we're thinking about right now.) ]
Can you flutter them?
[ You know? Wiggle the bones? Contract the muscles consciously? Anything???
O mighty Ra, great god of the sun, permit him, as last heir of the Tombkeepers, to formally apologize for what this "Heaven" has done to Your image. ]