Ouroboros Spine sikkuktuk ⊮

Yours too. He says with heavy breath, his head drapped over the little woman's shoulder. Once, he had been dancing around her ankles. Now, he couldn't possibly, though she may under his own! 

Many things, some more now that I have returned here... Warm breath stirring in front of his face, he looks out to the heart of their home. I wonder where my brothers have gone. If they have made settlements of their own. I wonder of Galana and if she is safe. He didnt think of Sakhmet. He barely remembered her in the earlier moments when he suckled against her, for however briefly. 

I think of all my nieces and nephews, without their mothers... I cant imagine such a grief. I could never drean to fill the void. They were young, impressionable. Did it hurt less for them? Would it be any easier on Arrluk, when the woman at his side died, even if she had lived a full life? 

I also think of the future. How Sialuk remains a strong leader, how Callyope builds. How Vairë will stand as Moonwoman one day at your side. And after. Two sisters dead but five of them creators of their own village before then. Maybe one day he would have daughters so accomplished.

Spring. Another thing on his mind though one which he did not know quite how to mention to his mother.