Ouroboros Spine ✶ aniqduum nanaa tutaku ✶

Time passed.

To Tulukiri it felt like a few seconds, but in the world outside of the spirit dream, it was longer - an hour, maybe two or three, and her body did struggle but the strength in which it kicked or spasmed did die away.

She slept. The women crowded around and urged her to wake.

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The poison of the flower left her delirious upon waking.

I didn't mean to, she was pleading groggily, reaching out, her eyes glazed.
—don't send me away. Tulukiri spoke to a mother that wasn't there, and instead standing over her was the women's circle; or maybe some had slept, and some had gone - much time had passed by the time she came-to.