Ouroboros Spine pinched

did she hurt for white elk?

was the first hunter a balm for this pain?

i do not know.

she did not know and it was for that reason she had come to her mother. uncertain and unraveling. a woman who wanted and felt as though no one wanted her in return.

it was good to be seen by someone who knew the things most important to me. she confessed softly. i cried for samani — she hurt now to say the name and her shoulders rolled like waves. and he was there.