Ouroboros Spine a path to choose

moondoe rose.

moonmother felt rest in her bones. she slept deeply. she rose with the sun. 

much had lifted from her.

today she put aside the deer-leather she was working into things for baby teeth, gathering them for another year.

ariadne would join sialuk in motherhood and, she hoped, vaire once more. chickadee as well.

a call rose from a voice unfamiliar. moonwoman trotted down the well-worn path from the ulax.

a girl stood beside the borders of moonglow, and her maternal heart was roused. "this is my village. i am kukutux. what do you seek?"