Lion Head Mesa twenty-first

fade? <3

it will be done. when the mourning has come and gone, she exhaled softly as if some of it escaped her now. perhaps it was the dread of courting in a feast, meeting faces and hoping that one of them understood she must be bowed to still despite any relations.

i will trust you to test them all when the arrive, hm?

her voice light and far away. yet the youth of the day still clung to her and she knew she must soon attend other matters.