Alpine Lake arrival

whatever could you mean, dear..? she mumbled, too comfortable where she lay and listen to him. she let his mind wander — her own traveling to somewhere far beyond the pile they have made of their own entangled bodies.

when will we get going? she isn't hungry in the typical sense. she yearns to explore, to learn this land and find where to bury their stake, claim their territory. spring looms over her mind, she isn't keen to let it breeze past her. the sooner they lay the law on what is there, the sooner she will rest easy.

but her beloved is not the easiest to work with.