Ouroboros Spine nausauvuk ⊓

Her mother was very wise, and Vairë felt very small in that moment, like the little scrap of a thing she’d once been. The doe had come a long way from being fawn. And, in the absence of Lotë, though she wished her mother well, Kukutux had always been there. The doe turned her riverstone eyes to the white pelted woman, then she turned to butt her forehead against her shoulder, ears swinging back slightly to allow the motion.

Thank you. would come her gentle murmur, before she pulled her head back, eyes glinting suspiciously like tears.

I only hope that my marriage.. She swallowed around a lump in her throat.

I hope it looks the same to my children as yours did to me.