Desire

I sometimes wonder what might have been if I'd met the older brother first, the Jaguar Warrior, and not his sibling, the Serpent Priest. The Jaguar Warrior and the feral Jaguar Girl - what might it have been like, just the two of us? He might have regarded me as a goddess on Earth because his brother told him I was, but he treated me like a woman. He was my lover and my friend. Intimacy was easy between us, the laughter shared and real. What if our hearts had belonged only to us, to each other and no one else?

But they did not. The Serpent Priest whispered in my ear and all else faded away but his voice and his eyes, his touch, his needs, and my desire. He spoke and his brother - commanded by tradition, belief in the supernatural, and by ties of blood - carried out his will. The Serpent Priest's hold on us was all but absolute. For him I became Blood Moon. Who might have I been with his brother? I tend to think it would have been me - for me, for myself - because the Jaguar Warrior would never have asked or expected me to be anyone else. And it's tragic that it took his death - murdered by the Serpent Priest, his own brother - to make me realize it.

- Ysabel Arroyo -

 This is the first time since Bad Relationships that I've been able to get Ysabel and the two brothers together - Priest and Warrior, using their Genesis 3 versions - in one scene without crashing DAZ or my computer. It just sucks that I had to turn off/hide everything around them but a square of sandy ground to get it to work. The HDRI is decent lighting depending on how the dome is rotated, but it doesn't hold up very well here on its own as a background.

- Clint Miller -