Two Eyes Cenote [m] barley & salt

there was a quiet peace in khusobek. he could not reclaim what had been robbed; his muscles flexed slowly as he tried to control the burst of anger that came always with knowing this inability lived within him now.

the captain stooped closer, the thorns upon the rope rustling as he dragged it over the floor. "i will not kill you today."

his abused body cried out at the sharp movement that followed, khusobek grappling his heavy arms around the throat and the head of that hateful imprisoned creature.