Ouroboros Spine the flowers will never die

it hurt to speak of this. but the stories of old ways and those who had come before were not always happy things. and so she settled toward sialuk, pulled the girl's gaze into her own. "the brother of your taataa was a trader. he came and went. he fought with his brothers. he was too wild to live peacefully in moonspear."

she could not help but think of his face.

"when he left the mountain he went to fight and to fight. he could not help the need of his heart. and his wounds were too great when i found him. i sat a vigil of nine days upon the glacier. when someone dies in this way, their spirit will be confused. then it will grow angry, for it will not remember its death. sometimes it is this anger that holds a spirit back from the dancing lights, and that is why it is good to wait so long, and to sing."