Lion Head Mesa shadows sway to light up my life

"i need to lay in herbs for childbirth. children. those sorts of things." tavina spoke lightly, for this subject was still tender for herself. she assumed it was still so for nazli.

when the tea had steeped long enough in a stone basin of warm water, she brought a cupped leaf of it to the new sesh and smiled broadly. "this can be your space, you know. there's room for us both, but more than that, there's space for you to have your own storage and workstation."

hope? joy?