Ouroboros Spine Oh, this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees.

kukutux might have spoken of the dancing lights, had not towhee revealed she did not believe in such things.

heaven was unfamiliar to the duck. but for spirits to be sung through to their new home; this was another thing.

towhee asked a question which kukutux understood. "i wish that i could have been there in the first hours of her labor-time. i am — i know things. and if i was not able to stop these things, then i would have asked tooteega to take me in her place. i am old," lips curving in spite of her pain, "i have lived. she did not even have a chance to be anaa."

she swallowed. "he does not suffer. she does not suffer. their pain is left behind, for us to hold. so what will you do with it, towhee," kukutux asked, though it was not a question, only a whisper for the wind to lift.