Reeds!

On the edge of the vast desert, Set lingered under the vanishing light of the setting sun, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the last ray of day dwindled into twilight. The night unfurled its dark velvet blanket across the sky, punctuated by a luminescent full moon and the scattered glimmer of countless stars.

As Set absorbed the tranquil beauty of the night, a flutter caught his attention, a piece of papyrus, seemingly carried by the gentle desert wind, landed squarely before him. His heart quickened with surprise; it was a reply from Thoth, much sooner than expected. Set harbored a deep hope that within Thoth's detailed records, there might be mention of the elusive reed marshes.

With a reverent touch, Set unfolded the papyrus, only for a series of sacred hieroglyphs to scatter before his eyes, transforming into a tangible yet mysterious message. Another piece of folded papyrus slipped out from within the layers, catching Set off guard.