Ouroboros Spine putulapâk ≬

kukutux felt her mouth curve in grief before she could stop it; a tear shuddered to life upon her cheek. a quick intake of frustrated breath wishing to become a sob. "aya," she spoke wryly, hoping to dissuade the grief. "i am not so strong today."

she glanced toward the mountaintop again and thought of her son; where had he been? perhaps he had hunted below, perhaps her husband had been with him. "ah," she said in delayed answer to meerkat's direct inquiry. a sniff. "tell me of the most striking place you have discovered in these wild lands." an image to be painted, to dream.

she wanted to dream.