Lion Head Mesa i'll fake god today

until this point nazli had not been permitted outside of the mesa.
certainly not atop it!
when she stepped out to see the whole of akashingo spread before her she felt so insignificant. was that the ploy of the princess? it was hard to not immediately compare their lives in that instant.
nazli wore a practiced smile. by the time she turned her eye upon makono again, all thoughts had emptied from her mind; she was beaming and elated, feeding that sensation rather than the jealousy or the doubt that tried to rival it.
it is beautiful here.