Ouroboros Spine sikusiutik ◬

There was much land to cover that belonged to Moonglow. Morte could only bear to travel so far across the expanse before losing interest. Few bodies crossed his path and that troubled him. He'd met none other than the moonwoman and the scarred guardian. Even with the pair, it had been some time since he'd last seen them.

As he trekked, the wind brushed against his shoulders. It was growing chillier by the day. Part of him now hoped he would see the moonwoman again. She had promised the new warrior new lessons and the anticipation was growing stronger.