“Lose something?” Mariana asked.
“Just thinking about how many generations upon generations of events happened in these very spots we’re walking over,” Amena said. “This land—well, the land down there, more likely—it could have been used in so many different ways.”
“Yeah, as graves.”
“Way to look on the bright side, Mariana.”
She shrugged. “I didn’t put pyramids here.”
“What, pyramids can’t have any other purpose? They’re just houses for death, end of discussion? You said—you pointed out that different people lived here with their different decisions.”
“Specifics may change, but people behave in patterns. Shouldn’t be ignored.”
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