Ouroboros Spine this place

Gonna wrap this up. I miiiight bring him back in the future, though.

Viggo shook his head. He could no longer remain here. Not with the ghost of Ptarmigan haunting his dreams. He wanted to make promises that he couldn't keep, that he would come back to the spine after he had healed. But that felt too cruel, even for Viggo.

“I can’t,” he replied, finally. “Not after Ptarmigan.” Viggo knew that stretching this out any longer would only make it more painful. “Good luck, brother. I know you’ll do well for yourself.”

Not allowing for Mordecai to say anything more, Viggo turned his back on the place he had once called home and headed toward greener pastures.