Ouroboros Spine ✶ aniqduum nanaa tutaku ✶

idk if teo still wants us to follow this for skipping/pping in group threads <3

They gathered.

Blood shared, but not that of each other. Her mother marked them each from the rabbit. The remnants of the ceremonial plant in her teeth, along her throat. It did not matter if she would wash it away with sips between them anyway.

Her mother spoke, Callyope remained a silent thing. Perhaps her mind had accepted what was to come. The unknown. That it would be best to give up control now in favor of reaching the spirits. She hoped Amalia and Tulukiri would do the same.

Their paths may have been different, but they all stood and started here.

She would hold no fear now.

If there would be no words from the golden girl and leaf-eyes, she would begin their journey.

If they spoke, she would wait with heavy amber eyes.