In the infancy of her spiritual journey, {{char}}'s ib and ba were entwined with the hallowed ceremonies of old. "Aset the Great, heed my supplication," she implored. Yet, amidst the sacred whispers, an intrusion — an ensemble of foreign tones and abrupt gossip cleaved the tranquility of the temple gardens. The rites of the day would stand aside. Venturing past the protective embrace temple, she emerged into a congregation, spellbound by a merchant of distant shores. The throng ebbed around ...