Ouroboros Spine tapsi ▓

i would

and kukutux felt her spirit suspended with a new and thrilling relief that perhaps lótë saw her as she had wanted to be seen by the painter. careful, despite the new soft welling of pasteled awareness upon the smooth satin curves of her sightly face. the duck, not yet allowing herself to believe that her offering had brought this to her companion — though it must be so! — welcomed the more firm talk of preparation.

"in moonglow, you will have final choice. i will want you to have the bride-price that is proper. but," and she felt not merited an inhale, for the shadowhunter's name pressed against her tongue. gentle lótë, tied to the feral hungers of raimo. she did not think it would be an apt match, for more reasons than her own selfish want. "in my mind, i have held adrastus' name close to your own."

jadeglim eyes, searching the cloudberry woman for any sign of resistance to the uttering.