Two Eyes Cenote [m] tierra de nadie

"you will."

grease had glittered like splatters of old paint in the silver-brown mask of that one. khusobek memorized the length of his stride, the apex point where flank strained in running. he had even gazed at the underside of the hard paws as they carried soto across the sand.

now his own cradled safiya's cheek, her blood trickling warmly across his wrist. 

he had looked for the dirt's origin; he would go back to that sand with the jellied remains of her eye ground into its grit and lick the earth there in the footsteps of the man, tasting beneath a fallen sun the sum total of his days remaining. but now; now she was only on tavina's examination table and each breath felt like a thousand years.

"we will kill them together, habibti."

HIS FAULT she was here.

THEIR FAULT for breathing a single atom of safiya's air.