Lion Head Mesa twenty-third

had she a whip, it would have snapped the air. instead in its place was the soft click of her teeth.

only young. everybody surely still looked upon her as if she was nothing but a girl still. a thing to softly fawn over instead of worship in full like the divine she walked as.

now she had to make ugly moves to be seen as more.

i will kill him if he is found. i will take his useless husk and chuck it right into the damned serpent lake!