Lion Head Mesa bull

fade? but never has to be <3

her ka.

male.

she had heard it before and yet each time it struck her harder than the last. but her touched was asked for, she felt, among these walls.

if he would keep her, she would stay here for a while. painting, marking the walls. allowing her touch to grace this part of akashingo in a way that somehow felt permanent.

all the while she would steal glances at senmut.