Herbalists' Cache sweet smoke

"they are lanzadoii children. they will belong to the caribou spirits forever."

when he opened his eyes again, meleys remained. "you did not know gheli. sometimes i think all of my love was buried with her beneath the snow." rambling now, drifting in and out.

but it was honesty, and so long as he believed he might die, the words fell as shell beads.

"maybe i have been dead, meleys, since i put her into the ground." gheli; goodness, and maybe what was good of cen had been interred as well.