Two Eyes Cenote víscera

a loud sound reverberated through the serenely quiet -- almost eerie -- chambers. a cannonball splatter, followed at length by a second one -- and then shortly after the garbled sounds of indecipherable voices.

soto glanced up from the abandoned shell, immediately shirking to the edge of the wall.

heart hammering in his chest he edges round the mud-daubed walls until at last he came to --

bushtit and the amazon, splashing in the water below.

the blood still pounding in his ears, soto looks down on them both -- incredulous they had nary a care in the very territory his life had nearly been stripped from him.