Two Eyes Cenote electrum

eset was water and from her lips tavina drank the elixir of hope, a fierce and butting thing which frothed with splendid fear and greatest elation.

ocean of stars, golden paths through the jet fur through which the sesh made a tremulous journey with her lips, circling the slim wrist as her heart galloped.

at last she unfolded them but did not pull away; she searched eset with her own brimming eyes and found that the only correct answer was a soft laugh of surprise and adoration.