The Cobra & the Concubine (Khamsin Warriors of the Wind)
“Reddish brown sand stretched as far as the eye could see, marching up to the etched lines of the twelfth-dynasty structure. The pyramid’s ebony bricks, fashioned from sun-dried Nile mud, rose toward the sky. Kenneth studied the pyramid’s cleft, formed by previous excavations in 1839 by archaeologists attempting to discover the entrance.
Sunshine warmed his chilled blood. Glancing up at the cloudless blue day, he gauged the time as he had been taught by his Khamsin brethren. Afternoon. Kenneth squatted down, sifting the sand through his fingers. Like flour, it spilled down, blown away by the wind. Sturdy cream-colored tents dotted the area in small outcroppings—although the dig’s director, Jacques de Morgan, stayed in a nearby village, some of his team elected to camp near the pyramid. Kenneth stood, dusting off his hands. Sand kicked up by his leather boots whorled at his feet as he strode down to the camp.
The gold pectoral stolen from the dig site had been found in the north...ern section of the pyramid, in a series of galleries containing the tombs of Senusret and the royal family.MoreLess
Sunshine warmed his chilled blood. Glancing up at the cloudless blue day, he gauged the time as he had been taught by his Khamsin brethren. Afternoon. Kenneth squatted down, sifting the sand through his fingers. Like flour, it spilled down, blown away by the wind. Sturdy cream-colored tents dotted the area in small outcroppings—although the dig’s director, Jacques de Morgan, stayed in a nearby village, some of his team elected to camp near the pyramid. Kenneth stood, dusting off his hands. Sand kicked up by his leather boots whorled at his feet as he strode down to the camp.
The gold pectoral stolen from the dig site had been found in the north...ern section of the pyramid, in a series of galleries containing the tombs of Senusret and the royal family.MoreLess
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