Morningside Cuesta [m] vieja

From the air. 

The jaguar chuckled and lifted his gaze to the skies to see the drifting clouds and expanse of night beyond it. But in that dark was a glimmer of silver. It dappled across the inky sea to illuminate the black. 

Luz de las estrellas. 

The woman asked for a name. And he had no qualms with offering it. The ego swelled with those who knew his name. It became unconquerable. It carried him with pride and confidence and the easy gait of a man who knew what he was capable of. 

Juárez... the man offered to her with an expectant lowering of his eyes.