Ouroboros Spine the flowers will never die

Many weeks. A frown pulled at Sia's lips. She knew it would be long, but it felt longer now that they were speaking of anaa's healing. She wished for her mother to be what she once was, and the raindrop knew she would be with time. Patience was a learned trait, and Sialuk had not yet mastered its ways.

Kukutux spoke of a glacier then, of where taataa's brother's body rested. Sialuk tried to think of this man, this brother, but she could not remember hearing of him in days past. What happened that he was taken away too soon? she asked, a furrow covering her brow.