Two Eyes Cenote carmot

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"tell —" but his mouth was filled with blood.

his time then as the physician worked was insensate, but still he cried out from time to time and seemed to heave from the table itself as if he would return to the battle.

fire was in him, all of him, Ra's fire;

and Anubis loomed against the wall. 

he saw the tall figure of the god there and seemed to relent in muscle as well as mind. surrendering to that cold grasp was an easy thing. but it was this ease that plagued him more. how could he make the choice to leave the ones he loved? to abandon inji, to never see that safiya lived?

more blood, spilling in watered mess to the cenote floors as the doctor cleaned with no mercy his suppurating wounds.

but the fire remained, the flames clawing at his throat.

bitterness beneath his tongue, a swallow of water — had water ever tasted as sweet? — and a merciful blackness.

in conflagration khusobek fell endlessly through the void of himself, twitching there upon the table from time to time until his tortured flesh at last settled into unconsciousness.