Lion Head Mesa shadow and bone

she delves into what she knows, stating that she is not a priestess and therefore couldn’t tell him much. still. what she does tell him is enough to spin a webbing of a picture. it is … different but sullivan finds that he is nothing but intrigued despite never holding much of a candle to religion of any kind.

thank you for sharing what you can — the blackbird cuts his words off as a male approaches; bicolored gaze lowering to the ground in deference.

as the question is directed towards the woman, sullivan does not answer.