— fares, the shrill whistle of an engine somewhere down the line. Evelyn stands in the middle of it all, suitcase upright, her satchel hugged tightly to her side, looking distinctly out of place in the rush. She watches the ebb and flow of travellers: a mother shepherding her children, a —

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Setting a camp —- fire burns and trickles into the air. A pipe lain gently upon his lips, the night comes.

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— greatest archaeological find in a century. Cleopatra’s tomb. Imagine what we might learn! About her, about Isis, about the world she tried so desperately to shape.” She straightens, smoothing the edge of the parchment. “Well, I can’t possibly let you have all the fun now, can I?” —

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