Firefly Glen tigugaa

the trader called out to kukutux with inappropriate familiarity.

she would not go back into the glen. she would see his eyes and his face on the open, here;

come to me. i wait.

moonwoman sat down to wait for the moonsong man, angered and yet veiling her features of all exasperation. more than ariadne, he understood the convoluted kinship ties. he knew that this was not a well-made match.

she believed then that he had done this solely to enrage her, and for that reason she would not give this to him.