Ouroboros Spine Those lights

the tearing within her was horrible.

the cloudberry woman sang out from where she had borne children to sivullik's hearth.

kukutux breathed. she wished to put aside the taboo, to bring the icehunter into their village.

and she knew that if she stepped forward upon her path, hurt would come to her sister's soul. and the snow wolf might not find forgiveness.

the one who was sivullik to moonglow kept our ways. he learned them from my own words.

the duck's voice was vivid with exhaustion.

if he is not a spirit, then he will find peace in knowing it is for moonglow i do this.

she put her paws more firmly against the earth. 

lótë speaks for you.

he had heard. now it became the responsibility of moonglow to continue speaking for him — or against.