Lion Head Mesa There is an elephant on my chest

a boy? but she was so young! and to have come by hurt? "are these boys?" she asked softly, unsure why a father might act in such protective violence. it was not something she remembered for herself, only the moonbright snow outside akashingo and a gentle voice assuring her not to be afraid. safiya was filled with resolution. "it may not be easy to kill them. if he cares, why is he around the man that hurt you?" tones pressing a bit; wondering.