Redsand Canyon Lord knows it's taken a hell of a beating

fennec pressed.

germanicus now took his own pause before he rejoined. "i do not know the spirits who bring the answers to an oracle." and it was the unknowing and the eldritch which engendered fear in him. "editum had its own pantheon of gods. but never — such things as these."

surely there was danger in it.

he tried to think of little alivia or even valiria sitting here, working with the rocks and bones that had been the lot of his birthplace witches. and there arose such a disgust in germanicus that his expression almost cracked.

"i only understand what i can touch. what i can see. i only trust those things also."