Starglow Basin Man from Sayula

It’s the wrong choice.

Now its become a game: who can outmaneuver the other.

“Él se esconde. Él esta asustado.”

Osiel’s out in the open. He has no need for caution and still his stalking is slow, methodic. Teasing out each lumbering step.

“¿Por qué, lobo?” He senses he is close. Now the man from Sayula ducks his head into hidden hovels, nosing for his compañía.