Two Eyes Cenote lead

"she was, and it is." she swept the lavender at last into three formal piles and began to put them away in wrappings of soft hide. "i don't believe she would have left of her own accord. how could i bear her anger if she's been kept from m — from her home?"

a world-weary wound opened within the royal hue of her dismal eyes, all-seeing and stricken; "perhaps the cure is to no longer speak of her." eset's paw, a touch given, a sigh, a shake of her head as if to throw off cobwebs.

tavina wiped the slate of her expression and sighed. "i imagine pharaoh will be holding another celebration before wintertime arrives. perhaps even fall. i think i'd like the children to give a presentation for her at that time, a summary of what they've learned at our school."