Redsand Canyon Blood on a Marble Wall

He chuckles at her change in subject but doesn’t deny her. “You already know the answer to that one. We’ll have to drop bodies. This is the way of life, is it not?” Then he walks with her over to the shade, eyes still gazing around the sandy beach. Golden hues travel up the smaller waterfall that deposits the crystalline liquid into the giant lake.

He flops himself down in the shade. “You wouldn’t mind napping with me would you, darling?” He says and then on cue gives a wide, open mouthed yawn.