Ouroboros Spine tapsi ▓

raimo. she wanted to say the name aloud, to admit it; she wanted to say this above all things to lótë, but could not. her tongue would not form the words. it was almost as if saying these things aloud made them whole. more daunting.

but all of moonglow had known she walked with the shadowhunter. his absence around her and around the ulaq was difficult to overlook. "the one i chose first," the duck willed, in this moment not moonwoman nor mother, only an emblem of want and of loss.

"there is another man," kukutux went on, scarcely hearing herself. "aiolos, of yuelong. we have had the names of each other for many years. he is head of his clan. i am head of mine. but it would not be a choice made only for the future we cannot see."

a meandering, wondering gleam touching her solemn gaze.