Lion Head Mesa moratlis

I'm on mobile too lazy to translate pls forgive

he spoke of things she often kept confined to her private chambers.

or so that is how she interpreted it. her gaze turned from the sky to stone. him. a piece of the mountain that had come down into akashingo.

i will learn much.

her latin rough, clinging to her tongue, but she focused it upon him. warmth her voice that packed in the air.