Lion Head Mesa cartouche

he gave up the lead so easily. satsu felt a thrum of pride in herself sourced from her triumph over the ledge.

i can't imagine it is appealing to many, quick-stepping through motes of dust that seem to drift but go nowhere, shifting with the slightest movement of the air. she pauses to think, surveying the area as best she can.

it is a hidden gem. there have been no sign of others, so that tells me that we will be safe in our solitude. that alone is a blessing to satsu, who would rather live secretly among the red-rock towers than face the likes of kynareth, or any barbarian horde, again.