Ouroboros Spine spring (wild horseradish jam)

For a time, she did not respond to Lómion. But soon, she rolled her gaze from the bird, to her flighty souled brother.

His name is Akaagigan. It’s relaxing to watch him fly. She loved her brother. But things felt…awkward between them ever since she had killed the fox and brought the bird.

Her gaze fell away from the boy beside her, back to the bird. Her words were not her own, when she spoke them, with no real reason to speak them.

Lómion…do you ever feel a need to just. Run? For miles at a time? 

As soon as she said it, she stiffened, body going tight with embarrassment.

I…forget I said that. I don’t know what came over me.