Ouroboros Spine The seas part when they hit the floor.

The boy had climbed to the heart of the village and then up high, where the air made him feel a bit fluttery. He carried the fox pelt with him as if it were a security blanket, unaffected to the tugs of broom or low hanging branches; it wasn't in as pristine a condition as before, but it still served a purpose.

He was intent on finding a hidden place to watch the goings-on of Moonglow minus any obtrusive visitors, and the ledge he now followed was taking him to a suitable vantage point. It tapered often and Nuak, not being a skilled mountaineer in any regard, struggled to find the courage to continue from time to time. The path eventually opened to a slate slab large enough for himself and, perhaps, one other body.

Eager for a rest, he tossed the fox fur down as close to the mountainous wall as he could, then dropped down upon it, belly first.

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