Ouroboros Spine tiniruk ⌓

kukutux was glad that aiolos had chosen to tell her all these things.

she was brought alive by the warmth of the sand described in his soft tones, the taste of salt, the spray of the ocean. not a cold place of forbidding ice that must be respected or else dark sea beasts would arrive — something that inspired the same in the heart of the moon. a place where she might go to be with the redsun. 

but moonglow

"one day i will come to see this place," she said softly. she thought of the eggs and the sea lions, the gulls, and the way the trees shifted their hue through time. "i want to be alone with you there," the duck murmured with a boldness she had rarely felt. but languid here, sated, the snowbird felt a certain kind of freedom working its way through her soul.