An Eventful Evening at Shepheard's
Barb felt as if she’d been staring at this ancient inscription for decades, even if it had only been days on the project. Now, thanks to another papyrus she found in the library, the story was beginning to unfold. It told of a young prince and a cat. Barb found this aspect particularly odd. She must be translating it wrong. She stared intently at the hieroglyphs in front of her. She traced her fingers over the lines, examining their meaning again.
