Lion Head Mesa [m] chorro

beautiful belen. waterdancer to the royals and their desires.

he would never forget her for any moment, he thought. how could he? especially when she spoke of his Lord so freely! if humor existed within him it only showed in the small flash of his olive eyes, not daring to reach his lips.

i do not believe he changes much, belen. maybe the right answer in politics as much as it was truth. and pharaoh? is it still kind eyes behind closed doors? it was a shame he had not become a neb or mazoi himself. perhaps he would have excelled at it with such a noble heart.

instead he made for a spot where the morning sun warmed stone and might dry the fur through the heights of the afternoon. content to spread it out and settle stones on each side so it might not billow away.