Blackfoot Forest I spend my nights dancing with my own shadow

of course there must, she concurred, but the worried expression settled once more upon her narrow features. did aaron believe they were kindred spirits, perhaps? or maybe that they were comprised of a similar aesthetic and that their children would boast a great beauty? she had not thought much about the mateship or its intended outcome, and found that this line of thought only bothered her. so hosannah dropped it from her mind for the time being. she settled upon observing liri, and smiled kindly to her.

how is the water? i imagine it is quite cool now, and refreshing. soon the spring winds would die down and summer would take hold of the land — the most holy of seasons, she thought — and it would soon be time for celebration. hosannah turned to regard the creek but her attention was not entirely devoted to it; her mind seemed to be busy, and soon her gaze glossed over with many thoughts.