Ouroboros Spine sinnigik ⍼

it hurt, again, to hear raimo speak so casually with her of the woman he had enjoyed while he was away. she had invited this talk, the snowfeather reminded herself, though teethtip prickled against the inside of her own jaw, a warning to herself. control must be had. she could not make herself more vulnerable than she already had.

the moon cannot stumble upon her path. how else will she stay in the sky?

if sialuk was to follow, then kukutux could not let her own position be shamed. it was esteem and respect that would be part of her gift to the raindrop, when it was time. 

by the sea. knowing rearing its head inside her gaze, which fell away in a demure manner. perhaps she was one who followed aiolos. kukutux was unsure how she felt of this, only that the more raimo watched her, the more the duck drew into the core of herself. they did not have words, only tangled; her mind spun many images that she did not wish to see, each more fantastical than the last.

"if she is one who lives in village yuelong, then it is a good thing. they are companion to moonglow." mind sifting; she wanted to scream, to pull away from raimo, to never see him another time. "it would be an important match." jade eyes moved to catch whatever expression passed over the face of the shadowhunter.