Ouroboros Spine you look so worn, so thin

it was late and the time of tears and greetings had passed. now a hot flash followed, loathsome only of herself. galana felt as if a tension surrounded her, a line being pulled and strained by her own choices; past choices or not, it was heavy and distressing for the girl.

she stalked alongside the river, planning to look to the stars from beside anik lake. there was confusion on how to soothe this pain. it was an internal, aching pain homely inside her chest. frustrated, and blurry eyed, she continued to walk and question herself. galana felt a prickling beneath her fur when she would think of what she had missed, what she hadn't learned, the maturing of family, and traditions she didn't experience. the itch continued to worsen.