Green eyes stare coldly ahead, the city of the pharaoh before her. Long, wavy, fire-y red, hair blows in the wind, wisps of it framing her face. "Why should this city flourish, while ours lay in ruins?" she asks. Hues of green look to the left where he stands. Her hands ball into fists. "They took everything from us and they live their lives like nothing happened at all. It makes me sick."
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