Stone Circle push play, stop, rewind

for days they had scoped the vicinity, laying down the threadbare workings of their plan. by night caiaphas prowled the borders, her lamplight gaze cast inward through the gathering dusk.

at last their vigil was rewarded — a small child, unattended and delightfully playing in the thicket caught her gaze. caiaphas slid past @Vercingetorix and tentatively straddled the border, lying low to the ground and concealed by a broad palm of dogwood. she crooned ever so softly for the little child, shaking a branch to catch leta’s attention and lure her close.