Stone Circle i love you, and if you want, I'll call you king

the roman grew still and silent.

briefly he relayed to aquillius the description of the small woman with a thin frame and dark fur, possessed of eyes burning in two different hues.

mereo; broken. he shut his eyes. "i made several rash decisions and cost mereo the canyon as well as its status as a barracks." the blame was his alone to bear. he would make no mistake of it again.

he could not think of what this creature might be. but as aquillius spoke, as the eagle looked upon his face and saw that he lived, the old piety returned.

the gods of editum had spared his son. what would the son of emperors give in return?

now a spectre haunted the young soldier, one that had flesh and blood and had touched the creek as well.

germanicus saw in it a salvation.

"where?" he asked of this dark lady.