Ouroboros Spine the pulse of our hearts

"she was wife to my kinsman, kigipigak. their village of natigvik, it did not last. and so they came to moonglow. but he was not happy. he went away in shame; he left her and a son to this hearth."

"love came after. she and aiolos too shared one another, and our children were born as one."

a breath; quivering.

"but her heart was broken. sakhmet went away long ago. she has not left my heart," kukutux murmured, eyes searching the face of agana. "you did not either."

a breath! a pain; a hurting.

"he is my husband."

swallowing hard; "for us. tell me. in your mind, what is it you see?" surely she did not need to say she would not give up a beloved husband and a life, not even for the sweet golden tendrils of what might have been.

agana would not ask that — surely. surely.