Redsand Canyon matrimonium

germanicus knew the same sensation. he put his head down and walked deeply into it as he had done with all terrain, with all battles, and with all missions of diplomacy.

he supposed in a myriad of ways these moments engaged him similarly. he and fennec still did not know each other and they had made a pact directly after a time of great contentiousness. it was almost foolish and would have been if they had each lacked the experience to know very much was desired from such an arrangement.

he allowed himself to be guided and felt the good cool earth of the densite beneath his cheek. now the sungold of his eyes searched through the alabaster of the countenance she wore. and though he knew she could not see him, he knew that he was seen.

there was no longer a need to perform stoicism in this space. it was one of the sweetest parts of marriage.