Two Eyes Cenote comedy

a little hum in the back of his throat. it was not exactly a revelation to him, but he was intrigued. the land here was familiar in some ways but rather different in others.

he needed to learn the ecosystem better. he needed to know what might rise from the red sands — besides godheads and nobles.

not exactly, a half-truth. a weed wretched free. but perhaps you'd be willing to tell me what we're growing here?