Maya,Mara and lokas

, an unfamiliar voice drew her attention and she turned around to find an Aghori-fully covered in ashes-

in ash, his lips stai

. Turning its sightless sockets towards Maya, the Aghori reached out with its clawed hand.With a slight movement of his

nt from the regular posers she'd observed. She couldn't quite put her finger on what made him so distinct, but

aya gave the sage's comment no further thought. She immediately hopped from rock to rock and jump