Mount Apikuni eaten alive

he is a dirt-smudged man in colors. marked by scars that give her only brief pause.

she stared at him with a burning intensity that she had not given thought to. it simply was. there was no doubt that everyone benefit from her interest rather than her ire.

who are you?

close to the vale, close to the ridge.

she thinks the mountain is seeing too much life and it shudders something beneath her skin.