Lion Head Mesa honeywine

Akhtar smiled, wan but teasing, as he used a fine shoulder to bump against Tavina’s.

Now who’s being a sourpuss. He teased, the barest peek of his teeth appearing under his lip before he looked out over the Mesa again.

I would be ill suited for children. Then, a darkling secret.

Though..I think I may have one or two. Somewhere out there. Temporary madness, that.