Ouroboros Spine nâmmasik ⌭

"it is good to see your face, keyni," moonwoman said gently. the vestiges of aiolos remained now only in the slight glow that auraed her pale head. she emerged from the waters with streaming pelt, stepped lightly away from the woman, and shook them out.

"what have you seen in moonglow?" she invited. it was not the glen, and the fireflies had moved away from one another. but their packland remained, and now she regarded keyni with a soft inclination toward sisterhood. reclining upon the bank, she invited fawn-woman to sit with her, jadestone eyes alight and waiting.