Duskfire Glacier wind and stream in the ardennes

There is no need for apologies, he assured her with a small nod.

The boys raced ahead to journey through the glacier while he moved to step alongside the young scout. The man’s earthy gaze followed them until they had faded from sight.

Issorartuyok spent the remainder of the walk chatting with Meerkat. Her company was pleasant, as always, and their conversations were light enough to leave him feeling sound. The man felt that the glacier had become more of a home. The unfamiliarity of it was no longer weighing upon his shoulders. In the months to come, he hoped that the village would accept him into their fold.