Lion Head Mesa Reteh-qabet

AW to kids, looking for 1-1 with each of my babies

The gods caused the sky to bring forth a rainstorm. It was dark in the west and the ether rolled in deep gray clouds without end. Rain fell in ruthless torrents upon the mesa. Thunder struck the earth.

His majesty came down to stand beneath the red arched entryway, a small council in attendance.

“See that the shrines are not deluged,” a throaty order as he beheld the storm.