[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Deeper%20Than%20The%20Sands:%20Chapter%20One&name=prinp___.ttf&size=30&style_color=f7976a[/img][hr][@rivaan] [@Morose][hr][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 4th, 1924 - 9:50 A.M. Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][/center] 

	[color=f7976a][b][i]Garden City:[/i][/b][/color] "The Bastet will make itself known, look for the inscription," Neema said as she set her cup of tea down and stood up. Walking over to the window she looked out over the city. Her fingers lacing together as she let them hang in front of her. "There are tales, so many. Some spun to pass over the fires as they burned in the Sahara, keeping those gathered around warm during the blistering cold that bites. Funny how that is. We avoid the sun as it blisters our skin and come the night we wish for its warmth." Her voice was calm but in a sage like state as she watched the city coming awake. 

	"There is no stopping it my child. Once you are chosen it is there. Like your blood, your heart beat, your dreams," she finally said after a long moment of silence before turning and looking over her shoulder back towards the young woman. "You are stronger than you believe, I know it sounds like a fairy tale. A slight of hand that some magician would use on the streets to con a wandering pedestrian. Yet it is true."

	Stepping over to her she knelt down and took Nora's hands in her own, looking up to her like a grandmother would. "They have chosen you little one, for reasons we may never be able to fathom but worry not. No matter how dark the road becomes, trust in the unknowable. Faith is your greatest weapon, even if it is only faith in yourself. The stars know the way, follow it." Reaching up she pushed a free strand of hair back from Nora's brow. "I will walk the path with you if you wish, at least for a time."

	[color=f7976a][i][b]Shepheard's Hotel:[/b][/i][/color] "Of course Miss. It is my pleasure and if you wish a map of the city there are plenty of street vendors out front or I can hail you a cab and they can take you wherever you wish." He said kindly as he finished up and held up a finger for her to wait a moment. Hailing a bellman he instructed the young man to stow her belongings ad mark them with her room number. Once that was finished he stepped over to her and motioned for her to follow him. 

	"Yet, if I may? The maps will only show you what they think you want to see. Tell me, why you are here and I can point you in a much better direction. There is much to see in the city, things so many pass over because they are not glittering with pharaohs gold on the outside. Such treasures do my country hold, you seem adventurous. Please, let me be at your service. It is my aim that each guest should find the Cairo of their dreams, not the one on the brochure."