Two Eyes Cenote [m] barley & salt

it was allowed, this attempt to preserve self.

khusobek held his hard elbow against the back of that sodden head and began to wind the rope from ear to muzzle, crushing the man down, down;

for a moment it was almost;

and through his own nausea he murmured, "do you like this?" words changed by the vine of thorns and the way he meant to pull it tight, tight.