Ouroboros Spine Tell Me What I Don't Know

he offered beautiful things from the sea. kukutux was tempted. it had been too long since she had seen the water. the ocean now reminded her of aiolos, and this brought a small, secret grin to the inner shores of her heart. "i have the liking of songs," moonwoman said softly. "perhaps this man will sing to her of the waves."

kelp. food. the offerings of the great saltwater. 

what she wished, however, was the story of how this traveller came to be connected to it, the image of his footprints in the sand. some part of it carried within him.

she was a cunning duck. would he allow her his secrets?