Redsand Canyon the olive tree

he did not need to be told twice and the delight of her offer shimmered in his eyes.

he would only manage to scarf down one more bite when she asked another question. one that gave him pause, a soft thoughtful hum filling the silence.

the sparring arena is a cliché answer from a soldier, no? he laughed heartily. the tablinum is gorgeous, but i hope to not see it often.