Ouroboros Spine pinched

"oh, mauya," kukutux breathed out, and now her own tears came.

callyope carried the same burden of grief with nothing to assuage it.

swiftly; she thought; she considered;

"the man who made moontide a home with your sea-sister, yes," moonmother whispered, drawing back to cup the exquisite face in her work-roughened paws. "he has kept the village. he has filled it with riches."

he will not make you wait.

but with him, would not the shade of samani press down? kukutux could not see it, and hoped that callyope would hear her, would hear the name yet unspoken, the worthier man.