(Pleased.) To return again and again, each new life linked to those that went before; and each determined by opportunities left or taken.
Menophis
The choice! Oh, Rames, there are two calls in me. I hear two voices always. My future life hangs upon the decision that I make.
Rames
You will not make it. It will make itself. The stronger call must win (points across the Nile towards the sinking sun). It is whether you shall live unto yourself alone, or consecrate your powers to Aton. (Points towards the Temple.) It is not alone your future life that hangs upon the choice; it is your future lives.
[They spread their arms and bow towards the West. The sun sinks below the Libyan horizon of the desert. The dusk creeps up.
Menophis
(Rising.) If only the whole of me could choose. I should then know that I am worthy.
Rames
(Approving.) There can be no half-heartedness in the service of our Deity.