Duskfire Glacier Tamiulupâ

A good man! A fine hunter, the northerner commented, regarding Kigipigak. He was pleased to know that they shared similar circles, hat knowledge of the same people. That familiarity was a pleasant thing for him.

Issorartuyok followed to where Keyni had gestured and found a place for himself. He gazed at the glacier with many thoughts in his head. It was regretful that they would leave. The territory had been a fruitful one, until the illness had come. As his thoughts drifted to the children of the glacier, thinking of their strength and endurance on their trip, Keyni spoke of her former group. It did not seem to have been a good experience for her.

The northerner regarded the woman with a worried expression.

They were not good to you? They were bad spirits? The hairs along his neck prickled. Would they seek her?