Moonstone Quarry quqsuqtaq ⋞

reluctance and exhaustion pulled at her limbs. 

kukutux had come back to nestle in the shadow of moonspear. flesh had melted away from her spare frame upon her journey, and only absently had the duck wondered if it might affect her ability to bear more children to jarilo's hearth.

jarilo — he did not deserve such an abrupt, wayward wife.

kukutux crooned a low call into the air for @Kigipigak. she knew not where her kinsman had gone, or even if he was close; she sang for him all the same, churning a long, low note into the lightless air.