Ouroboros Spine we would skate when the ice would freeze

a shake of her head, but regret was open upon her features.

"i have learned to know more caution." the scars across her face still held a shameful rose-pink.

"in six days he will be well enough to come here." six, a number that was equal on both sides, a branch laden with berries. or perhaps leaves of peace, which she extended now to sakhmet, a dove who must put her people first.

"come back, and i will bring him to this ground. until this time, i will bring any words to kigipigak that you will say to me. and if you call for me here before this time, i will tell you his own words, if he has them to give."

and kukutux thought that he would.