April 26, 2023, 06:28 AM
ajaw is reminded of cubhood, looking at ajtzak; of time spent training with him. honing their body and mind; carrying the weight with them of what they truly were but not yet knowing the full weight while the feathered serpent slumbered dormant.
until it was awoken by the muk nal. the place where the mortal k'uk' bahlam went to die so kukulkaan could be awoken and 'reborn' in their flesh and blood.
this one thanks you,ajaw speaks, a soft smile tugging at the edges of their lips.
a small pause, the last moments before ajaw segues the conversation in the direction they desire.
how was your travels?
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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Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Ajtzak - April 20, 2023, 05:32 PM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Kukulkaan - April 23, 2023, 05:03 AM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Ajtzak - April 23, 2023, 01:27 PM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Kukulkaan - April 26, 2023, 06:28 AM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Ajtzak - April 28, 2023, 07:43 PM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Kukulkaan - April 29, 2023, 06:05 PM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Ajtzak - April 29, 2023, 06:09 PM
RE: Writers are liars my dear, surely you know that by now? - by Kukulkaan - May 07, 2023, 05:26 AM