Ouroboros Spine you don't recall our house near the ocean

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She had spent a night in the woods below by herself.

It had felt like her birthplace for a long while in the dark. Some part of her mourned that too. How Akkuma had seemed so Melonii in his moments. A twist of Sobek and Anasi, names that had not even parted her lips in what must be years.

So she mourned them and her son into the early hours.

As sunlight sent long shadows over the woods, she began the last leg of journey. Up slopes she had crossed once before. Twice before. Thrice.

She could not keep track of how many times she ventured and roamed. Youth had her believe it had been desired, wished for. Instead she realized she lost bits and pieces of herself each time. This time had been the biggest loss. A whole part of her had been lost in an emotional landslide.

It showed upon her face as she reached borders. The scents of @Kigipigak prominent along them.

For a moment she could only stand, looking down upon slopes. The woods and water.

She could not tell if it was peace or apathy.