Ouroboros Spine sikusiutik ◬

she shook her head, returning the hunter's gesture with her own. "it is good to share even sadness with my village." and it was the truest word. one might suffer alone, as he had done. but he did not need to carry such a harsh burden alone now.

morte spoke of the future in vivid planning. "my heart has gladness that you mean to put down strong roots in moonglow."

kukutux faced into the wind. "we face our second winter-moons here. after this, i think the spirits will bless us with more children. a man might catch the eye of a woman then."

he had spoken twice of shikoba.

and there was more than one path to a newer beginning.