Ouroboros Spine Cinders in the Hearth and Fire in the Home

massaraq walked as if he had fallen beneath water and did not yet understand that he had found dry land.

he was here.

he was not.

he ate of the plant you gave, lynx whispered.

and he did not come back when he had made his dream.

kukutux guided her son to the ulaq; she pressed upon his shoulders so he would sit down; her small frame flitted to and fro, gathering food, gathering medicines for the wounding.

"what did you see, my son?" kukutux softly commanded, pausing to sit upon her haunches and look plaintively up into his empty, stricken face, the eyes that saw and did not.

ajei, near; ajei's power, growing.