Ouroboros Spine The time I knew what happiness was

the waiting stretched into an endless strait of snow. kukutux drew the breath that had until this moment remained steady; there was a hoarse pitch to the saddened edge. "ataniusik, raimo." he did not yet know her words and so would not understand, but the truth of it was in the way she held his title, caressed it.

"it is a hard thing, to desire the moon. you must come to accept that she will not always put her face upon you." some nights are dark. the pale ears wilted softly.