Ouroboros Spine tatamnaktuk ⨸

Too soon. Too soon.

They were not meant to be born yet. Her siblings still were to do more growing before they came into the world, and yet they did not wait.

Sialuk was glued to anaa's side through the process, flashing teeth to any men who might think it wise to enter the den where her mother produced miracles. The girl soothed her mother as best as she could, murmuring words of encouragement in their language and doing what she could to keep her calm and comfortable.

First was one, then another.

Nukak, she breathed, then, Magguliak. They were identical in every way she could count.