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`` Here Akhnaton elected to be buried , where hyenas prowled and jackals wandered , and where the desolate cry of the night-owls echoed over the rocks . In winter the wind sweeps up the valley and howls round the rocks ; in summer the sun makes it a veritable furnace , unendurable to man . There is nothing here to remind one of the God Who watches over him , and the tender Aton of the Pharaoh 's conception would seem to have abandoned this place to the spirits of evil . There are no flowers where Akhnaton cut his sepulchre , and no birds sing ; for the King believed that his soul , caught up into the noon of Paradise , would need no more delights on earth . `` The tomb consisted of a passage descending into the hill and leading to a rock-cut hall , the roof of which was supported by four columns . Here stood the sarcophagus of pink granite in which the Pharaoh 's mummy would lie . The walls of this hall were covered with scenes carved in plaster , representing various phases in the Aton worship .