Ouroboros Spine sikusiutik ◬

the woman put her ears back against her head. morte spoke of old wounds. perhaps they had not yet all healed inside his spirit. 

"it is hard to lose one relative. it is a weight in your heart, to lose more than that."

they were not so unalike.

"moonglow shares in the same way. we have held everything that has happened between us. we speak in plain words. it is worth loving another people. another village. even if the first pain still lives in you."

moonwoman was silent. 

she thought of nuak.