Ouroboros Spine kulavak ≭

Her time on the mountains had left her with the skill to support herself, as the stone woman anaa likened her to. You are too generous, mother! Sialuk said, her voice blushing under the compliment. Kukutux had always been a pivotal figure in her life, and Sialuk did not wish to imagine a life lived without anaa. Their conversation always easy, days passed knowing that they could spend time apart and feel as though it were nothing.

Aya, she said at the question.

They say—one day—I will have sons and daughters there. Sialuk let her eyes turn without her face toward anaa. What would she think of their guidance? Of the path that had been given to her?