Moonstone Quarry kajurujuk ≉

I know this is old, but I'd love to either continue or finish this up! Because I loved this thread, even though I had lost all muse for Merrit!

Her laughter strengthed the smile he'd first shown her, and Merrit found he readily enjoyed her company. He hoped he would have further chances to try her mother tongue. And he wondered what other languages he might find sprawled throughout these Wilds.

Merrit received her words of understanding, and her own loss, with a gentle tip of his head. An apology, though he knew he had nothing to say sorry for, and so, he did not seek to apologize. "Indeed," he said in simple agreement. The dancing lights. Nanook had shared a similar sentiment, but Valette. "Mother never spoke of the afterlife. I... don't know where she is now."

And he frowned while saying so.

But Kukutux' stumble over his common word brought back his ghosted smile. "You are not so bad yourself," he teased with a chuckle, even if his heart wilted at her request.

"I wish to... but not tonight." The words he had were still too raw, too fresh. Too personal. He had not even told Kallik. He had not even told the stars. Merrit shook his head and an apologetic look stole through his eyes again, "there are yet words I have to find, but I must find them on my own. But I will return, and then, I will sing her ballad for you. And, perhaps you might even find some solace there... for your own mother."

He hoped this would not offend her. Kukutux seemed a woman he might like to call a friend.