Lion Head Mesa The almond and the apple

no worries at all <33

Beside Tuna, she nods. Yes, she knew the wellspring. Considering it could be an anchor-point helped her to orient. But from here, she was again lost without a sense of direction, no North nor South nor glimmer of sun to offer guidance. She decides in the evening she will also sketch the palace in the dirt of her chamber, so she might create a visual reference to aid in her study of which passageways lead where along with Tuna's helpful associations.

“I think so. Yes.”