Ouroboros Spine harvest moon

Ipiktok walked through the lakeside grove on the search for a plot to build his ulaq. He was ambitious and desired it to be a grand lodge where many could gather. The earth, here, did not suite him and so the young man continued on.

The flat steps of Grandfather Stone stood tall in the distance. Not that long ago, he had played here as a boy. Now, Ipiktok was full of reverence for this land and tred respectfully.

Perhaps from the heights he would be better able to regard the forest beyond the lake.