Redsand Canyon the death of orchids

merrick smirked. behind the pallid twilight of her eyes he saw a thousand things, assumed more. and yet he never would truly know the expressions she made within her own head. 
her eldritch terms; accepted. "i should get back." to the land of home and of family and of loyalty, her words, her treatise with a higher power.
the single eye lingered, and then merrick turned away, padding along the cold stone until he was swallowed by the unfeeling shadow.