Ouroboros Spine or in the temple of absent gods

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winter hunting. kukutux made her preparations, eager to join so large a force in a place she had not been. 

she wished the malaise around her to lift, though she would not until she and ariadne spoke once more.

and on this day, the man valiant would find her nursing a back tooth which had at last cracked; she spat it out in two pieces and packed the bleeding crevasse in her gumline with a pinch of goose-down wrapped in a tiny piece of caribou leather.

cloudwoman.

kukutux felt that it fit. she stood slowly, pulling the bandage from her mouth when it had soaked enough of the blood, and went to meet this man.

he was handsome and in his prime; he smelled of moonsong and dutch, and her own girl. heart-pang covered by a close-lipped smile. "this woman welcomes you," she murmured, finding ease in the old, old greeting.