Ouroboros Spine Drowned

Time seemed to stand still. Yet Aiolos knew it not to be true. Life continued on day by day. Fhe sun rose. The sun fell. The moon rose. The moon fell. A month passed. His grandchildren grew. His daughter rot. 

Aiolos came out to twilight. A pitch darkness, for even the moon was hidden in the cloudy gloom. Walking around to the back of the ulaq, he relieved himself. Coming out to go to the bathroom, eat something from a cache and drink any closest water source was his only reason for leaving the den. 

Too much sleep and depression left him in a perpetual groggy tiredness. He hoped all in the Moon villages were well. That @Vairë was becoming the Moonwoman they so needed. Aiolos hadn't the strength to ask. With another big yawn, he lazily padded back into his ulaq to curl back up at @Kukutux side.