Ouroboros Spine tuvragaa ⊪

"because you are not nuiruk," kukutux said with honesty, noting that at last he had come to himself, to peace. "because your new eyes may see what mine do not."

she swallowed; "i do not wish to make a carrying of what has happened before. to — live in the years gone on, when there were many moon villages. i must look forward." somehow speaking to the taciturn man was easy, no matter the fact that he might spread the news of their broken kinship ties.

to whom? what enemies did moonglow possess?

he was young, she saw now, to her eyes a boy just becoming man. his eyes held more centuries than his pelt proclaimed, however.

"will you tell me of your kin, masa? your village which is home?"