Lion Head Mesa all's well that ends

she knew this! and yet, perhaps it was a reminder. in the way senmut might remind her. only she knew the hem far better than she knew the hemet.

then i ask of your loyalty. she did not say how she felt she needed it. she did not speak on how her eyes stayed fixed ahead or how she walked as tactician.

the sun's continued absence left her forlorn. as if it had looked upon her father for one last time and forgot all of those left behind in his wake.