Ouroboros Spine ukijijuk ⏧

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a nod, a gentle sound of assent in her throat. "it was the same in the village of my birth," the moon said softly. "there was always one who carried new life," she said softly. "my mother was irnisiksiiji. many went to her when it was time to dance their babies into the world. and men did not enter our circle."

a time for remembering. "it will be so here."

they would need to carry four rocks back to the ulaq; she lifted one and set their path back.

when they had arrived once more, kukutux set down her burden. "we have an allied one. village duskfire. wintersbane is their hunter. i have offered that he sends his healers to us, so we may teach them old medicines. we wil trade between us."