She was running late. The sun was about to set, and soon there was going to be no more daylight left. Hours spent in the workshop had gone by in the blink of an eye, and as soon as Tanek, her best friend and partner came in to remind her about the imminent nightfall, a brief moment of realisation dawned on her face before she dashed out of the workshop with a wrapped bundle in her arms, leaving her tools and work exactly where they were. Tanek dashed after all, doing his best to keep up with one of his first friends. The tools could afford to be left where they were.
Her client, a wealthy noble could not afford to be left waiting for her once again. She knew that if her late occurrences continued in their meetings, this privileged job of hers could be jeopardised, and what was she to do then? The thought of that made her grimace and she picked up speed, all sense of grace forgotten to the dismay of Tanek who struggled to keep up with her. She was almost there, confident that today would not be one of those days she would be late. In her haste to run through the city streets, and into the compound of the wealthy noble, some of the less attentive guards moved to block her path, but a sharp bark of words announcing her purpose made them stand aside, knowing well that everyone had to pay when their master’s wrath was incurred. Her client’s chambers lay just a few footsteps ahead, the torches already lit to chase the darkness away.
The moment she stepped through the doorway, expecting her feet to come in contact with the ground, it was instead met with emptiness. She was falling, but why? She did not have time to figure out what in Amun’s name was going on before she felt the impact of the fall as both her face and body came into hard contact with the ground. The sight that greeted her when she lifted her face from the ground left her mouth agape. Surrounding her was a strange landscape she had never seen in her life. This was not Egypt. Not even the endless sea of sand that surrounded Egypt looked like this. “Tanek!” She shouted for her friend and partner. He had been just behind her. “Tanek! Where are you?”
Her friend was nowhere to be found. She was alone.
Her client, a wealthy noble could not afford to be left waiting for her once again. She knew that if her late occurrences continued in their meetings, this privileged job of hers could be jeopardised, and what was she to do then? The thought of that made her grimace and she picked up speed, all sense of grace forgotten to the dismay of Tanek who struggled to keep up with her. She was almost there, confident that today would not be one of those days she would be late. In her haste to run through the city streets, and into the compound of the wealthy noble, some of the less attentive guards moved to block her path, but a sharp bark of words announcing her purpose made them stand aside, knowing well that everyone had to pay when their master’s wrath was incurred. Her client’s chambers lay just a few footsteps ahead, the torches already lit to chase the darkness away.
The moment she stepped through the doorway, expecting her feet to come in contact with the ground, it was instead met with emptiness. She was falling, but why? She did not have time to figure out what in Amun’s name was going on before she felt the impact of the fall as both her face and body came into hard contact with the ground. The sight that greeted her when she lifted her face from the ground left her mouth agape. Surrounding her was a strange landscape she had never seen in her life. This was not Egypt. Not even the endless sea of sand that surrounded Egypt looked like this. “Tanek!” She shouted for her friend and partner. He had been just behind her. “Tanek! Where are you?”
Her friend was nowhere to be found. She was alone.
