The jungle night envelops like ink, and scattered torches ignite within the temple. The glazed "Ancient Saint's Skull" is offered on the golden altar, gazing at the high dome and the stars. Meanwhile, two descendants of the Serpent Divine silently sit facing each other in a dimly lit side chamber.
"Ti'aj Kin, light the divine smoke..."
The Maya Kuhuajaw Ti'aj Kin nodded silently and lit the sacrificial Maya divine smoke in the clay basin. Soon, the rich smoke permeated the stone chamber. Old fox Tikalo took a deep breath, revealing a rare expression of comfort and puzzlement. He gently swayed his long hair, reminiscing about the turmoil of his childhood after the fall of the Mayapan Royal Family, the dreadful attacks of the Xiu Clan, the face of his father that was long forgotten, and the clan secret his father had told him before his passing!
"Uncle? ... Uncle? ..."
"Oh! ..."
"..."
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