Redsand Canyon we connect, burning bright, holding every breath

i will post w germ after another round if thats good

was it jealousy that blinked an eyelid awake when it seemed these two knew one another? of course they had; wylla would have gotten his name. mahler subdued the ridiculous sensation. the other man was well-built and young but not so that he would be naive. the eyes were shrewd.
he chose not to respond to the internal churnings and instead inclined his head toward his wife with genuine fondness as she steadily spoke. they worked rather well together, he thought.
he had set down his travel-bag by now and turned back to this soldier
"i am mahler. good to meet you, kallik."