Blacktail Deer Plateau night is crawling through my eyes

ahh, thank youuu <3

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"Salutitsinik."

Foreign words, foreign man - frosted lashes unfurled to drape curtains of perspicacity over he; whom she observed with a stationary glance to be reposeful in posture, yet imposing of figure. Like a bear of ice, he ascended from blanketed ground, but warmth painted blackened lips, and his greeting was cleansed of demand. Yes, this would do.

"Hola," her mother's tongue - drawled from a silvery maw; modulated, but light, as though born of some sibylline concoction - steel and air, hardened nymph. "A place to stay," she uttered, though her composure shifted to accompany a giving of respect; to him, she was naught but a stranger at the fringes of home, and in his clutches he possessed every right to turn her fate. "I will pull my weight."