Two Eyes Cenote Subwoofer Lullaby

“Gods,” the ground under foot begins to sway.

Her breath catches, nearly croaking, lips agape in disgusted shock. Vomit burns her throat but she swallows it down and tears her eyes away from the woman’s defeated cries.

“I’m so sorry, Eira. No mother should be made to live through that.” And none would again- what reason would she have to invent such a story?

Heat rages through Eset’s chest in response to her anger. If it was true, she could not let that monster inhabit their halls.

A reach through the space between them, a paltry lift of a paw in silence as the grieving mother collects her tears. “Eira,” she speaks gently and only once the woman’s sobs have quieted to steadier breaths, “you believe he has fled here, to the desert?”