Two Eyes Cenote Subwoofer Lullaby

There was the name. She’d been expecting it, but her chest tightens all the same to hear it uttered aloud. She nods courteously, sets her lips with a pleasant smile, performs in the impartial ways she always has.

But inside she panics. Forces crisscross through her stomach. She thinks of the people here, of Akashingo. Of her baby. This was not a game of senet.

Eira is escorted to the bathing pools, lathered with oils, and brought medicinal herbs for dry lungs. Then Eset steps out onto the sun bathed foothills and visualizes the way things could go.

This was not a game of senet- but she could still win.