Lion Head Mesa i'll fake god today

nazli almost did not answer.
she did not anticipate the gossamer quality of makono's hushed voice and was surprised with how it carried; but there was no other sound here save their claws upon the red rock.
i was born here — she went on to answer, only thinking afterwards that it was a very personal detail, and one she should have kept close to her heart. her voice hitched in her throat when she realized.
a few steps later, as the dark began to truly swallow them up, nazli added: its not so bad with company. she thought of her brother and let a faint smile spread upon her face, as makono would not see it.