A Cold Day

Sekhmet is breathing heavily, trying to stave off panic. She hears the words, but they're hard to believe. "Prumathe. I want to see Prumathe. I want to touch him, to be sure he's real." All that's real is the ice. This hallucination shall pass, and you shall return to the ice where you belong. Sekhmet is shivering uncontrollably now. She's so sure this all will shatter into nothing and leave her trapped again. But she staggers towards the temple gate. She will see Prumathe, one last time before she freezes. She's determined about that.