Lion Head Mesa [mp]The Night Spins

Her head was a heavy one, this night. Her ears pinned, perhaps to try and block out any noise in an attempts to stop the spinning. And here, Naberius was off running his mouth! He was far too well at doing so, it seemed. 

Ah, that he is. A toying smile played on his lips. She sways into him, as though drunk, but hers seems one less of too much drink and more of too little. She needed not trust him so completely. They were both citizens of Akashingo and he was lord. He may have been a bit of a snake, but among the sands the snake was your neighbor. 

As soft, pale eyes turned up to him, he began to guide her into the red-rock structure of home and towards the well-spring waters which flowed from the serpent lake.