Lion Head Mesa seven foot frame, rats along his back

Her face creased in a genuine smile. I'll think about that, she said in response to the whole "choosing a new land" thing. It had been a while since she'd talked or engaged in politics. It felt kind of nice—as if she had a purpose once more.

Maegi followed Pharaoh to wherever he'd lead them to drink, remarking, Better your stories than mine, accompanied by a laugh.

She'd made the right choice, coming here. For the first time in a long time, she didn't want to die.

fade here? <3