Ouroboros Spine siarnaq ∯

for @Tuathal <3

the duck lingered in the shadow of the moonrock depressions, passing through the afternoon with a climb to the lip of the spine. she gazed down into the bowl of it; a shadow clenched at her throat. what would become of those she loved if a misstep divided her from life?

but kukutux did not come down, and eventually she continued on with steps she did not look at, wading through an invisible dark sea of inner war.