Ouroboros Spine ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ

so swept in white and brushed with fall-red, the woman could have been one of the nuiruk.

there was familiarity to her.

in the morning, kukutux raised her head alone. vaire was with her, weak as always; moonwoman had given her cold broth and chewed meat to sup.

this call drew the duck away from her work at pelts. she drew dark fox around her shoulders and went to greet.

now her eyes beheld, and she wondered. "i greet you. this is the village of moonglow. i am its moonwoman, kukutux."