Two Eyes Cenote Silence is a virtue so they say

whereas safiya saw beautiful things, tiye sees ugly things. her head turned squarely at her siblings. and though she may be squinting, she glares at them.

a puny attempt at a growl scrunches her nose as shes left to look at the ugly, blurry mounds of her competitors. tiye whisks away, running to where she could get away now that she could see. babbling and growling all the while. mama, baba, come save me!