Ouroboros Spine it beats and finds a way inside

She listened and learned — both of Aiolos and of Kukutux. Things she had not known about the Moonwoman.

Aiolos had been a man of an island. Kukutux had been a woman of many places, seemingly intended to be wed forever. Something about it sat odd in the back of her mind. Sent off to be wed. Had it been from her mother? For the duck herself seemed keen to pair the near yearling children off. Perhaps it was a tradition learned.

Then tragedy — for what was a story without it? — struck among where Kukutux once lived. Moonspear. A place unknown by the Melonii who had lived plenty of her life in the woods and then had drifted away.

But the story ended on a mention of a woman who was clearly not Kukutux. Eyes of...twilight and sun? Scar-faced could have fit perhaps but —

Who is she? The twilight and sun one? There was warm humor in her voice, wondering what woman had been important enough to punctuate the story of Aiolos' and Kukutux's union.