Meadowlark Prairie spiraea
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as dawn trailed across the horizon, satsu decided to leave the camp that she and ramesses had prepared. he would be fine, she reasoned, watched over by his ra above.
satsu moved north, back the way they had come together. the prairie was still and quiet.
it was remarkably barren - even the grass looked to be struggling, close-cropped and yellow. though she took careful steps to mitigate her presence, everything felt coarse and dry like tinder ready for the flame.
it was beautiful nonetheless, in its own way. it felt good to be reminded of how large the world truly was; that the limit of the universe did not begin and end with the saints.