Lion Head Mesa Let Me Out

siptah brought them back. belen congratulated him with a grin and a coo. "well, we roll them," she said, demonstrating with a short movement before she contained both of the ivories. "now. we are going to take turns rolling them and seeing which is fastest," she explained. "it is called racing. do you understand, divine one?" it felt foolish to call him by such a title, but belen had been taught no other.