Ouroboros Spine You won't know your worth now, son, until you take a hit

"dead now."

her words struck with an adder's curse.

tupilaq had many names. she refused to allow nuak to be claimed by whatever fetid curse the red demon had laid upon him. 

theirs was an impasse, and she felt anger burn strength into her sun-weak limbs. "speak no more, kiliutak. i will bring you back to the stone soon." the gutter of an order, flickering green and acidic in the dark places of her voice.

kukutux, more determined than she was aware of herself to be;

and nuak, the same, the same hard and cold stone in him that the trader had borne!