Two Eyes Cenote [m] hard odds to beat when you're on all fours

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pharaoh had been crowned, muat-riya blossomed; and now the festivities drew to a close, which left those who would remain in the pleasure palace to themselves. the royals, inji thought, would not stay for much longer.
she had begun to think of the cenote as home, and she supposed she would for the forseeable future now. her chamber was decorated with a selection of cactus blossoms and reeds, and the walls had become smeared with natural paint — test swatches, crude drawings, color palettes. future plans, past memories. she sweeps a lanky forelimb to straighten out her bedfurs and collapses onto them in a heap, eyes fixed sharply upon the ceiling.
with so many new faces, inji often found herself wondering why she felt so lonesome.