September 01, 2023, 04:00 PM
Sialuk felt numb even as the two smaller, squirming children fed at her swollen stomach. She longed to sing the death songs, but she could not leave them here. Her voice would come later, once her nephews were older and more capable. The moonwoman would teach the songs to Maggak and Acrux so that they could mourn the passing of an aunt they would not meet.
The mother watched as Maggak moved to the edge of her small world, but no smile came to the village leader's face.
The mother watched as Maggak moved to the edge of her small world, but no smile came to the village leader's face.
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RE: sound - by Sialuk - September 01, 2023, 04:00 PM