Pilgrimage

Zavala lowers his brow to the Ionian earth. It feels like the respectful thing to do. There's a big coiled ammonite fossil right under the thin topsoil, though, and he knocks his forehead on it. The pain and the blowing sulfur dust make him sneeze. "Humbly I come," he says, almost laughing, "to speak to thee." Ikora…