Moonstone Quarry quqsuqtaq ⋞

kukutux had not truly thought that kigipigak might sing back to her; breath caught as his aria flowed out and forth, and she pushed her small tired body to meet him. they bore the same surprise; kukutux embraced the rush of the winds beyond her cheek, the way that the snow parted beneath her practiced lunges.

this forbidding world had been the sanctuary of childhood.

when at last they came upon one another, kukutux let out her breath in a shuddering spate of relief. "kiggavik," she said wonderingly. "i am blessed to see you again."