Ouroboros Spine kunikruk ∄

light.

kukutux felt her face smooth into a welcoming expression, one that washed aside her reverence.

a white feather. she was thorough in her inspection of it.

"when i had the moons you have now, many white ducks flew over our ulax. it is part of how my name was then kukutux: shy white feathers in snow."

she wondered if somehow kausiut was speaking of herself in this moment.