Northstar Vale Alérotos

Antigone nodded and followed his mother’s path.

She said that they could learn together. She would offer what she had already learned, and they could build upon that foundation. The boy saw nothing wrong with this.

Watching the way she moved, he wondered if she could feel each individual puppy inside her. Did they squirm? Could she pinpoint one over another and know which child it was? It made him uncomfortable to think of something moving from within. He wondered how she slept.

Is it hard to sleep? With them.