It is the lapping waves. It is the wind among the palms.
Nefertiti
(Whispering.) The waters! That cold desert wind! It blows between us—between you and me. There is a shadow! (Shudders closer to him.) Surely great Kephren bowed this way!
Menophis
The stars shine over us. They cast no shadow. The pyramid stands fast.
Nefertiti
Yet something passed between us, for I felt it. (Grips him.) You are all mine?
Menophis
(Holds her close.) There is no room. A shadow cannot separate us. Anything real would bind us closer only.