Lion Head Mesa They say strange fascination, infatuation

she burned! she seethed and shrunk in upon herself in a steaming gaze!

quickly she drank the provided tincture for herself, then set her tense shoulders back once more. knowing that the medicine could not be instant but wishing it so!

excuse me. a courtly nod of her head to both women. then she was gone, to storm down off a hall and into the fresh air. into the serpent lake where she stewed in frozen waters.