sun.
the sun has begin it's ascension in the horizon, climbing above the steep suntouched canyon's sunrock.
but has not yet breached it.
still, ajaw watches the paint of oranges, reds, purples, and pinks in the cloudless dawn, finding serenity in nature's painting, waiting for it to crest the sunrock walls of the canyon as they prowl through their claim.
their steps are purposeful, a beeline to the borders where they intended to reinforce now that they are mapped out and initially marked.
kukulkaan & my writing are entirely experimental.
can be assumed he is speaking in yucatec mayan to his holcan; mayan will be denoted as speech. any of the holcan is welcome in all of ku's threads.
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k'in - by Kukulkaan - March 22, 2023, 08:11 AM