Two Eyes Cenote if everyone’s confused;

the haka traveled north, joined by the eerie call of a night bird as it went. 

qiao froze under the sound of footfall. between her and the rippling pool, a face appeared shrouded in moonlight — at its side stood a small child. 

she set her to’lang aside and climbed from the embankment. a prayer to my gods. qiao answered, turning her gaze unflinchingly upon the mother, a thornprick of annoyance edging across her features to be interrupted.