Two Eyes Cenote [m] would you want to feel the way that i do?

he had not been avoiding inji — not truly. his work kept him busy and away, and frequent forays between muat-riya and akashingo had him on the move for days at a time.

but now as he swung into the palace, all heavy shoulders and jaunty tread, he found her scent, and it traced from the palace itself. the mazoi followed, suddenly stricken with worry, until he found inji prostrate among cactiflowers.

"what is the matter?" the crocodile demanded hoarsely, even as mind insisted he already knew.