Two Eyes Cenote [WP] You don't have to be a star

Gods bless them with the gift of story-

They are a romantic; a painter of words; a collector of beautiful moments. She is left in thorough awe of them, wondering of all the places they had been to and all they had learned there.

“What is the great truth of the world, Moss?” She asks, swiveling her ears to catch his words as if each one is a secret.

She is honored when they ask to see her again, though she regrets the idea of whiling away their brief visit here when there are so many sophisticated guests who could entertain him. Still, she finds herself smiling.

“So long as you have the time, Moss. I would like that.” She means it.