“Husband, what are you working on at such a late hour?” Ellimayee pointed to the scroll filled with hieroglyphs.
“I’m going over the plans for the Great Spheres, my wife.” King Rabletop III explained. “As magnificent and grand as the prototype is, it took far too long to build, and we simply don’t have that time to build as many as are needed to make our mark in these lands.”
“I told you the globe was not such a great idea when you began. Please tell me, why have you changed your mind so suddenly now?” Ellimayee bit her lip so as not to smile.
“I had a vision. This afternoon.” Rabletop tapped the scroll before him. “Well, it was more of a shadow than a vision.” He looked up and pointed in front of him with both hands. He then opened his hands, and palms facing outwards spread them wide before him. “The Sun was setting beyond the Great Sphere.” Ellimayee and Rabletop both bowed their heads for a moment. “And as the Sun set” They bowed again. “The shadow didn’t impress me. It wasn’t angular enough. It needs to be more edgy.”
“Why not go for the pyramid, my husband? They are very angular, and would look very impressive before the setting Sun.” They both bowed.
“I’m not sure, my wife. I recently met Alan from a far land who was lost, and he mentioned pyramids. It would seem as copying if we had them also.”
“Nonsense, husband.” Ellimayee said sternly. “You are king. You have the final say.”
“He was king also,” Rabletop said with a sigh. “And also Son of the Sun.” They bowed again.
“But he isn’t from our lands. His pyramids will be different from ours.” Ellimayee was almost pleading with her husband.
“I’m thinking more of this shape,” Rabletop pointed to a glyph on the scroll. “A cube.”
“A cube?!” Ellimayee said in exasperation. “A CUBE??? That’s almost as flat sided as a sphere. A cube will certainly not look impressive on our land.”
“Maybe not one or two,” Rabletop smiled, “But many will. Some stacked on top of others. Placed in lines, pointing toward the Sun.” They both bowed again, and Rabletop gestured before him once more. “Ah yes. I’m now having a vision. These cubes will be our way forward.”
“Your milk’s getting warm.” Ellimayee tutted as she left Rabletop with his plans.