Lion Head Mesa [wp] ferrous

Perhaps she had been right, perhaps Tavina, too, knew of this impossibly insurmountable climb toward relief from a heaviness that never seemed to cease.
But she does not ask.
No, and there's regret in that, even as she somehow finds herself smiling. Senmut and Tuna did. She was a woman of the enemy, as was I, before this. and yet they honored her. I could not bring myself to move her, when I saw her.
A sniffle comes, followed by a shake of her head, for in this moment she was not the fearless gold-gilded mazoi and Tavina not a sesh under the oath of duty. There was no more façade to uphold. It has been months and I still cannot find peace.