Ouroboros Spine Maybe I could be a better human with a new name

settlement returned. 

the weeks; she counted them. if she was to become traveling-help this year, she must soon set her first camp.

the summons for her was welcome then, as it turned her from heavier contemplations.

a dark young woman with aged eyes wore the smell of hearthwood and stood with pelts at her feet. "i greet you," moonmother said aloud, her own gaze curious.