Two Eyes Cenote lotus & lyre

her palm ascended from his own and with it eset gave her order, and took his warmth. khusobek bowed his head, as much in sorrow as in relief. and so it would be, this separation between them. and so it must be, the divide between her goldtraced soul and the sin of his own.

let him hurt.

it was theirs. theirs to hold in this room. the jodai nodded; he did not try to find her gaze, but let his own close as a sigh settled the thick musculature of his shoulders.