Moonspear akunika ⛰

"yuelong," the duck said softly. desdemona was a direct sort of wraith, a fixture in moonspear for her cool and hungry intelligence. her beauty, also. ullugialijak: night of dark stars. would aiolos find her pleasing? kukutux knew the steps to forge such a bond, and they must be taken one at a time.

"aiolos of yuelong seeks a wife, desdemona. he rules the island with empress of the long water." her companion was not old, but she was beyond the girlish time. and, her pale counterpart thought quietly, maybe at a juncture in the round cycle of one's years where she might reconsider her resistance to becoming mate and mother. "he is kind," the duck added softly. "not a man who would command a wife."