Ouroboros Spine [m] ⊡ ukaksitaak ⊡

there was a mercy in sulukinak's words, though cen only boiled with horror to hear her agree that he should be maimed! punished! a shuddering breath pressed through him, and he turned to look at her desperately, before the one called valiant forced him down in sacrificial bend, loins and face exposed to the punishment of whatever the doe had chosen.

oh! the glacier utuqaq, rising high to shear sharadoii from lanzadoii, and he should have never crossed it. he should have never attempted to replicate the joy that gheli had brought him, for in red leaf there was only the inability to ever love him the way cen had once been loved.

and were it not for her! he would not be here!

but — ghelan. his son! his son; and cen felt the hot tears beginning, of rage, of hatred.

gheli, dancing beside the river;

red leaf beating beneath his heart in the bracken wood;

and ghelan, a part of cen, and so vital that he realized he could not scarcely breathe to know it now.

then there was heat, and blood, a slash of permanent blackness, a ripping which echoed through his entire skull, an agony which forced bubbling vomit from his throat and a scream which tore after it and echoed from the round chain of the spine.