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The girl with the long pale hair walked through the Desert slowly. It was still dark out and she had yet to rest, her village was miles away and the treasure she had stolen from those men was now hers and soon to be the tribes. She just had to walk a little bit further. But, oh, she was tried. Maybe she would rest for a little while in the cooling sand. She sat down and brought the bag into her lap, she unknotted the rope and pulled back the cloth that held the item she thought so valuable that she risked her life. It was a blue pyramid with Horus eye in the center. This had come all the way from the lands of Egypt. Stolen by some man and re-stolen again by herself. She reached her hand inside the bag and lifted up the pyramid. She looked at it with awe, but quickly stashed it back inside the bag and closed it when she heard heavy hoof beats.
"Kisara? Kisara! That you?"
"Noa!" she stood and waited till he trotted over to her side. "What are you doing out here?"
"The Elders told us you were on the outskirts, I volunteered to come get you. Did you get the item?" Kisara nodded and lifted her free arm and Noa grabbed her hand and pulled her up. She threw her over either side of the horse and wrapped her arms around Noa's chest. He turned his horse around and they galloped through the sands of the Desert. They soon reached a small dimly lit town. Noa brought his horse to the wooden gates and a tall man with black hair took the reigns. Noa slipped off the horse first then held out both his hands for Kisara. He took her by one hand while his other grasped her waist. "Thanks, Mako." Noa said as the tall man with black hair and tan skin lead the horse away. Kisara brushed her long hair away from her face and she walked with Noa to the large yellowish tent. When they reached the tent Noa pushed back the entrance flap and allowed Kisara to go in first he followed behind her. Kisara handed Noa the bag and she walked towards the three old people sitting in the center on purple and blue pillows.
"Kisara, welcome back." The old woman in the middle said, she held out her hand and Kisara reached her and took her hand, smiling down at the elder.
"Thank you, Elder Jisa."
"Yes, welcome back, Kisara."
"Thank you, Elder Basain."
"Welcome back, younger."
"Thank you, Elder Rai." She said to the elder man on the right side of Elder Jisa. She brought her hand back to her side and Noa stood behind her then bowed to the three. He looked at Kisara and she at him. He handed her the bag and she rested it in Elder Jisa's lap. The old woman unwrapped the rope and opened the bag.
"Bye the gods in the sky! Child! You did it." Kisara looked over at Noa and he grinned at her. "You may go dearest, we'll speck later." Kisara nodded and she and Noa left the tent.
"I've never seen Jisa so happy, Noa. I wonder what that thing is."
"I do too, but no time to wonder. Let's go back to my tent and celebrate. Briz and Misa will give us good wine."
"I don't want to impose on your mother and father."
"They won't mind, Kisara. Come on." He clasped her hand with her and dragged her off.