Sawtooth Spire Here are the holy birds

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So unsettled is her voice that Seth now will do what he can to soothe, softly he will speak, “That is only for La Xtabay herself to answer. A blind wolf will not want for things they have never before seen. Yet once seeing, there is no going back.”

In laughter he rises- no, but a wolf cannot! Nor choose to if they could! Kiss the lips of that entombed body that was once yours. You’ve never needed it anyway. The body will rot, the mirror is deathless! Seth will not say such things, he will share with the starling only a finishing grin for the rapture of her company at midnight.

“Oh your Ajaw would feel the loss of his shadow warrior. You are kind to amuse an old serpent,” he’ll croon, the gentlest brush of maw to her cheek, if she allows. And in a sweet whisper presents her with a parting offer.

“But ever you long to see, come find me.”