Ouroboros Spine And do you ever feel like you're alone?

Being home was…different.

Seeing her children in the spaces she had once occupied as a child was disorienting, though she had always meant to visit. And, of course, it was always nice to see her parents.

But, she missed the sea. Saltshore. Rhaegal. All of it.

Nasamiituuq would find her mother already wide awake, staring at the distant sky imploringly. The young woman turned, reaching out to run her tongue over her daughter’s dark head.

I know, aahmaaĝix̂, but we could not stay. Not alone. Already, the places where Vairë had begun to thin were bulking, now able to eat with someone to watch her children in the meantime.

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