Lion Head Mesa i'll fake god today

she found herself lost somewhere in a wealth of rooms. the hall split with rooms and strange scents filled her nose. fellahin moving in and out, some sparing her only a glance as they hurried to tasks.

the lilac girl had been lost to makono's sight.

with it came a certain sense of freedom.

and she could have sworn she heard her name in one room. perhaps it had been nothing more than the wind. this she cared little about as she sought to poke her head into one occupied room — if not stopped by anything or anyone.