Moonsong Glacier inugagulliq ⋒

little cloud woman.

for ariadne, it was a good name, and her eyes held a deeper interest as he spoke.

"two summers ago, i met a man who had the name aditya. he was searching for a daughter and came to moonglow to give her name and to ask. we did not see her. but he stayed a short time in my village and he traded his stories."

now! was that tale enough to whet this man's intrigue? her gaze glowed sidelong, demure beneath a fall of lashes still dark as they had been.

"i have the hope that your brother comes to this place, and that your father has found your sister."

kukutux held a story, forming, just at the side of her mind.