Ouroboros Spine O sea-starved, hungry sea

Samani was patient while Shikoba spoke of her home. It was so unlike anything that the young moon child had experienced on the spine. The images that were painted were bright orange, red, showing stone that carved deep canyons and opened in the center for small rivers and a sea of endless sand. The moon child had never been to a place like it, but she could almost taste the heat upon the air.

Shikoba then said that there were no dens to be found in the sand. She explained that she had to search for caves where they could live out of the sun’s heat. Samani nodded her head, though she did not fully understand. Her mind painted images she had never seen for herself, but she enjoyed them.

What did Shikoba do in the hot place? the moon child inquired. Was she a mighty warrior, a woman of the spirits, a teacher to those younger than her? Samani had been captivated by her word.