Blacktail Deer Plateau thin flames underneath my skin

"yes," she said simply, turning her gaze to rest upon him. time and again rosencrantz had ample time to surge forward and take the helm of rusalka. they had even spoken of their unrest. but he had not, and moreover did not seem displeased that she and her wife had been elevated above him.
a laugh, purling out as wind lifted the light scent left by the remainder of her heat. "are all de men in dis place so innocent?" she mocked good-naturedly. "chil'ren be comin'. you never wanted to be a papa?"