Ouroboros Spine pinched

his wives were all women of moon clans.

but i will be a good wife. a better wife. a best wife.

but why tear apart the lives of his other wives? of the children which he had numerous of? how could she have ever lived a life of someone’s third (or fourth!) choice when she feared being someone’s second?

her mother had almost known this life, but she had not taken it. now her mother had a stable marriage with many children who had worth beyond their home. it would have been a spit upon her mother’s turmoils and history to be married off as a man’s fourth choice.

it did not matter if he made her laugh, if she looked long upon his handsomeness.

she would never be his first choice and not through loss of his wives, but through his collection of them.

is that why they know what to say? she wanted to be light and humor, but sadness still clung to her words like a wet fur. you must know what to say to have so many wives.

she did not know him, but she missed him still. mourned the things that clearly could not be.