Ouroboros Spine Won't be trouble in the world no more

He caught a glimpse of a man moving with certainty among the ulax and the wind whispered, this way, boy. Sisamat thought he knew the voice - that he had heard it in a dream maybe. Because of this he was unafraid.

Disway, he told Malguk. He hurried along, pausing to look around or sniff, or wait for his sister. Their jailbreak appeared to have gone unnoticed and Sisamat was confident they could do this thing.

Their path went up up up, until he felt his little ears pop, and the only ulaq was the one full of healing ointments and herbs; he could smell them even now.

Almost, little brother. Came the voice.

I no' liddle! He answered the wind, thinking it was his sister who spoke.