Hoshor Plains mayday, mayday

He would inform them… that was good. Should something happen along the way she knew her husband would come searching for her, or perhaps he would join her at Paleo’s border… not that she would remember much of the conversation that took place between the two of them.

Sleep had been hard to come by, and with that came lasting effects on the brain until she leveled out from the sleep deprivation she was experiencing… memories would fade without saving into her long term memory, and there would be some false memories as well. She would nod, turning to depart herself all the same.