Two Eyes Cenote along both lines of a pathway higher

Eventually, though she wasn’t certain of when, her head dropped and she had passed out at the foot of Hathor’s shrine. She awakens to the mazoi's quiet presence and sunshine flashing on puddled water.

“I couldn’t sleep,” Eset murmurs, turning her neck to a crick while Safiya’s screams played out once more in her mind. She thought of the gashes to the girl’s neck and how she’d tried to keep strong through it all and blinks back a film of tears to see into Meseba’s eyes.

“Nazli… the children… I don’t know how safe we are here,” she confesses. But would moving them North into Akashingo put them at greater risk?