Ouroboros Spine and that one is you

his mother denied the existence of this one god just as confidently as the man had denied theirs. lómion sat in the midst of it all, unsure what to believe now.
but despite the reality of his conflicting thoughts, he’d take the side of kukutux in that moment. he nodded to her, smiled weakly, and cast his doubts aside for now. perhaps in time he would not have to feign certainty. he could hope at least.
it’d be an honor to see them, he spoke softly. what will they look like?