Ankyra Sound and if the devil was to ever see you

the other youth strikes ingram as not much of a talker — a trait that the eyjolfur could appreciate. he wasn't either, in truth. he could happily go through his life being non-verbal but it was a necessary evil, he has come to accept.

work.

her intention was clear even if her execution had been vague.

he gathers the corners of the rabbit pelt, wet and clumped together from his mouth, gives it a few shakes of his head and lays it gingerly down upon the rock; nudging open the furs to examine the bones, calculating their meanings.

he is quiet while he does this, seaglass gaze intently studying the placements before he looks to her then; suddenly.

the spirits have spoken. would you like to hear what they tell me through the bones? he concludes and asks for her permission to tell her what they have told him; just in case. it was not too late for her to hear what they have told him.