Lion Head Mesa yoakenoyume

The queen stated that she had brothers, though her shift in demeanor suggested that they were no longer apart of their mortal realm.

Arsenio smiled swiftly at her. The fool’s grin had become easier and easier to produce.

Not all peasant boys are fortunate to be touched by the Gods. Elysium is for the proven.

The Greek man believed that he might wear her down with his words, if he continued to prattle about a past that never existed. Her silence was invitation enough. The auburn wolf continued his pace beside her, eyes fixed on the path ahead, but he stepped into an easy gait. The chill of autumn on his fur was pleasant.

We all must die one day. It is what we do with the life we have, hm? The Gods granted me a boon. A boy who dreamed of nothing but fish and sunshine, can you imagine? The Greek laughed and shook his head. Perhaps it is those of us who come from humble origins that have the most to prove, what do you think, vasílissa Sátsou?