Ouroboros Spine Trust I seek, and I find in you.

no matter her anger or sorrow or self-blame, kukutux had indeed lost a daughter.

now ciri greeted her almost as if she had been born to moonwoman's hearth; her eyes stung with the affection of it against the pain of perhaps never seeing ariadne again.

"she chose her own path," kukutux said simply, standing aside to invite ciri closer, up along the path to the ulax.

i greet you. a smile stole a little of the anguish. "it is good to have you back. do you visit or will you stay?" either was accepted.