Lion Head Mesa it’s time to hand it over

it was not possible for qiao's expression to darken further, yet she received the news with a gradually chilling expression.

she had not seen for herself how the man had succumbed to madness. yet even she, in her brief interaction with the pharoah, had sensed a change.

oh, her timing was very bad.

as far as the child... qiao had seen many things in this world, had experienced how flesh was merely the gristle in which others made their mill: the world was built on this bodily sacrament, and the sooner tavina realized that --

who is the child? i may have tonics that might help her forget.