Moonspear ilannak ⊕

children, but he had left them, in the way of traders. they came to her island, she had seen as a little bird; they had come and traded for what they wished, and in the next season babies would be borne to one woman or two, some resembling the men who had visited and enjoyed the hospitality of the wives.

if she was wedded beneath that cold sun, perhaps it would be her leading a trader back to the sleeping-place; perhaps it would have been her time to deliver children wearing his face.

his

but already they existed. she swallowed, ears quailing back against her skull as revui's harsh words grated onward, until it felt as though something deep within her snapped greenstick. ocean waves lapping against the bay of her vision, pulling moisture from her mouth until it felt as though she spoke through mouthfuls of sand. "any woman would find herself blessed by spirits to be your choice." stone he was, through and through, and it was with a haunted glance toward him, one barren in pain, that the duck began to shakily rise, rise and leave him be, rise and leave revui.