Herbalists' Cache to tell of joys in storms

"many rules for marriage," sun eater chuckled, though he had broken many of them in his bonding with star eater. a second matrimony created out from oversight of elders, his uncles would have hissed.

and yet in this, in her, and in this night, the lanzadoii hunter found a deep and abiding contentment, at last able to put words upon its name.

her question, innocuous, was posed with such curiosity that he smiled. "yes. is real. look," and the gesture was to the end of the taiga, where mountains and jagged trees bit into the corner of night. "ocean go farther away. ah — more big, than — all."

larger than what they saw of the taiga, a deeper color than the pinnacle of night. "very — low down." deep. "much monster. big teeth." a place to be awed and a liminality in which one might find themselves caught.