Two Eyes Cenote 1989 (Toula’s Version)

Cornelius still wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve the title of Sphinx—especially within a society as bountiful and generous as Askshingo was. His days were easy, spent in the lap of luxury. He wasn’t used to this way of life and occasionally asked if there was anything he could do to help.

Today, he walked the palace alone, keeping to himself as he meandered and familiarized himself with his new home.