Ouroboros Spine mundr

over her skin she ran her palms, smoothing first one paste and then a sap into his flesh. it would cool and cleanse the deep tears. "a wedding in deep snow," she decided. "it is cold which made you, and it is cold in which you come together in love. it is a good way," kukutux murmured, binding fast his lacerations with cobwebs carefully gathered.

"i will ask that many come. marry between here and the forest. we will make a place that is sacred and become one with each other." unity, no matter how the ageing heart of an old woman might resist.

"we will make dances. we will feast. we will sing. and moonglow will help to guard if you mean to make a path away with callyope for a time."

this man had given much, much to be her husband. the duck meant to honor him.

she turned now her touch to the the northwolf's companion, meaning that his pains too should be eased. "rest here for this night. see if the spirits speak to your hearts now that you have tended their own."

ariadne should be here! samani also, stratos, kassuq, massaraq, kausiut.

her eyes threatened tears but she did not allow them to come.