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He surfaced fro
If this was his posterity, he'd take his chances with 600-ton limestone blocks At least they were quiet
'Shut up, the pair of you,' he said
They stopped, and sat down, gru
'I've made up my mind,' he said
IIb doodled fitfully with his stylus IIa stru to do it,' said Ptaclusp, and strode out of the room 'And any son who doesn't like it will be cast into the outer darkness where there is a wailing and a crashing of teeth,' he called over his shoulder
The two brothers, left to thelowered at each other
At last IIa said, 'What does "quantued 'It ht,' he said
'Oh,' said IIa, 'is that all?'
All along the river valley of the Djel the pyra the accumulated power of the day
Great soundless flaed as lightning, cold as ice
For hundreds of littered with the constellations of the dead, the aurora of antiquity But along the valley of the Djel the lights ran together in one solid ribbon of fire
It was on the floor and it had a pillow at one end It had to be a bed
Teppic found he was doubting it as he tossed and turned, trying to find some part of the mattress that was prepared to rew up on beds like this And pillows carved out of rock I was born in this palace, this is e, I must be prepared to accept it
I must order a proper bed and a feather pillow fro, have said this shall be done
He turned over, his head hitting the pilloith a thud
And plu what you could do with a hole in the ground
Yes, plu And bloody doors Teppic definitely wasn't used to having several attendants waiting on his will all the ti his ablutions before bed had been extreoing to get to know the people It rong, all this skulking in palaces
And hoas a fellow supposed to sleep with the sky over the river glowing like a firework?
Eventually sheer exhaustion wrestled his body into soes stalked across his eyeballs
There was the shaists translated the as-yet unpainted frescoes of his reign: '"Squiggle, constipated eagle, wiggly line, hippo's bottole": And in the year of the Cycle of Cephnet the Sun God Teppic had Plu Installed and Scorned the Pillows of his Forebears'
He dreahtning, calling down the wrath of the heavens on this descendant as betraying the noble past
Dios floated past his vision, explaining that as a result of an edict passed several thousand years ago it was essential that he ods vied for his attention, explaining details of godhood, while in the background a distant voice tried to attract his attention and screa to be buried under a load of stone But he had no time to concentrate on this, because he saw seven fat cows and seven thin cows, one of the a trombone
But that was an old dreaht
And then there was aarrows at a tortoise
And then he alking over the desert and found a tiny pyra up and bleay the sand, only noasn't a wind, it was the pyra sides
And it grew bigger and bigger, bigger than the world, so that at last the pyra that the whole world was a speck in the centre
And in the centre of the pyrae happened
And the pyra the world with it and vanished
Of course, when you're a pharaoh, you get a very high class of obscure drea, as curled up on the bed and using his rolled-up clothes as a pillow Around the stone an to wake up
Dios's boat slid gently through the water and bumped into the jetty Dios cli up the steps three at a tiht of a fresh day laid out before hi neatly into place So anise, so much to be needed for
The chief sculptor and maker of ood job there, Master Dil,' he said
Dil nodded There was no false e 'What a team, eh?' he said 'You pickle 'em, I crate 'em'
Dil nodded, but rather more slowly The sculptor looked down at the wax oval in his hands
'Can't say I thinkhard on the corner slab on one of the Queen's late cats, which he had been allowed to do all by himself, looked up in horror
'I done it very careful,' he said sulkily
'That's the whole point,' said the sculptor
'I know,' said Dil sadly, 'it's the nose, isn't it'
'It was more the chin'
'And the chin'
'Yes'
'Yes'
They looked in glooe of the pharaoh So did the pharaoh
'Nothing wrong with my chin'
'You could put a beard on it,' said Dil eventually 'It'd cover a lot of it, would a beard'