Ouroboros Spine You won't know your worth now, son, until you take a hit

buried. in a grave, as it felt some part of her now resided.

the duck's mouth tasted of dirt, and she sought to rinse it away with a cascade of water.

buried, as he should have been. as the tupilak should have been, but kukutux would have had her bones scattered far from moonglow.

"she is your family," came the resigned whisper, repeating what the boy had once said. 

too angry, suddenly, filled with horror that the red demon had somehow harmed her womb.