Two Eyes Cenote Secrets

Melody had not expected anyone to find her here.

Least of all a man who smelled of Akashingo. Yet the figure was unfamiliar to her — and there were others, too, others she didn't know. Melody stepped from the shadows to greet them. Akashingo? First, confirmation; her eyes were guarded, searching intently for recognition. The scents on them were telling, but Melody had grown paranoid in her solitude.