Lion Head Mesa acquiescent

he did not know what sayf offered.

and yet he did.

"i have preferred not to focus on my body for a long time."

maggie had been a misstep. now she lay upon the top of the mesa, wrapped and preserved beneath the sun.

germanicus felt such a lurch of self-loathing at the idea that his body would not respond.

"it is something that keeps a man from his work."