Two Eyes Cenote reina

he can only hold the intensity of her gaze for so long. for a child, her eyes are sharp - hawk’s eyes set in a face of girlish red.

she speaks his language, a farewell twisted by something unsaid. hes robbed of the joy he might feel hearing it given the situation.

adios, mi pequeña perla. he leans back as her footsteps fade down the hall. for the first time since his incarceration, he sinks against the wall and closes his eyes.