Dawnlark Plains god, oh my god, where have you been?

in a round about way, it was funny Caiaphas was more fortunate in her time on the road, than when she had ventured for home. here was a stranger willing to help her — at likely significant cost.

her head wobbled as she lifted her chin, attempting to get a good view of her protector; the strength required was exhausting, and she quickly gave up in defeat. stroking her teeth with a too heavy tongue, caiaphas mustered a single word: south.

she said nothing else - sleep overcame her. when she awoke, the woman was gone, and she continued her journey south.