Ouroboros Spine the flowers will never die

Sialuk listened, learning of her uncle’s life and eventual fate. Why would he fight and fight? Sialuk did not understand such a thing, but she thought perhaps she was too young to know. How old would she need to be before she was as wise as anaa? She held the title of second, but in her heart Sialuk knew she was still new to this world.

She absorbed the information, sure to turn it over and over in her mind in the coming days. She wished to ask his name, more about him, but she knew his name was now taboo—not to be spoken so that he could rest peacefully among the dancing lights with taataa and brataa.