Lion Head Mesa Little girl

did he regret renewing himself as a fellahin?

no, but he found himself choked by the restraints when war swept along the hot breeze. he did not think he might survive it but the heart within him yearned for giving more.

but he was reminded it was important to be here when he saw the scene. he composed himself with a straight face. he knew he must gather poppy wine and this time he might make it a full dose so that she might not think to go again. was it cruel? he did not think so. it would slip her into rest and she might recover.

furs wetted with water to lay upon her hot skin. from there it might very well be beyond his expertise. he could manage pain, but he could not heal.

perhaps lay her in the House of Gucci. there is — room. for work, for visitors. and the space would not feel so cold if she laid there in healing.