Ouroboros Spine Windsong and Sunshine

Shikoba was still so fresh —

Her face was steeled but her eyes bled emotions unspoken. How cruel, how cruel, how cruel. A daughter and a wife gone in one sweep. A sister. A traveler, a teacher...

She had been so many things. She still was many things in the heart of Callyope. Her name could not be spoken — but not for taboo, no. The large woman was worried that if she said it, the sound would only be a horrific wail.

All of the emotions mounted within.

She wanted to strike, she wanted to coddle. They needed to heal.

Her next move was to pull Rodyn into an embrace, a hug. If not for him, then perhaps for herself.