Two Eyes Cenote one minute of everything at once

part ii of ??; a bit late on this but going to simply claim that ingram has gotten a bit lost on his way to akashingo, kek.

while kvarsheim mourns, unbeknownst to the hellhound, he travels, disheveled with windswept fur and a eerie fire in his eyes.

find the princess, find the princess find the princess...—

at some point, though ingram could not recall when, he began to mimic the voices of the commanders in his head out loud. their message rattles endlessly within the cage of his mind like a wildbeast starving to get out.

coupled with his current physical presence, travelled and ferally singular in his mission, begets a man nigh unhinged.

to make matters notably worse, he finds nothing familiar in this territory and knows, instinctually, it is not one that he's been to before. the scrubland is unappealing to ingram, but the nearest cenote begins to make up for it as he approaches. the water is dark; deep, he thinks; and though he could use a bath he, instead, simply sates his thirst.