Wheeling Gull Isle nauyak-agaayulik

morning prayers were constant.

he would sit in the lavender fields, he would worship over and over. praise for the growth and flourish of the island. prayed for the growth and flourish of those who lived upon it.

he prayed specifically for the bear woman.

he prayed specifically for the washed boy.

all of these things took time and patience to work through. each must be genuine and from his very being — which was not hard in and of itself. but it required much of his focus. much of his mental stamina.

until warm, gold eyes fell upon the one in his prayers. the boy was so similar to himself. he could look upon him as a son without second thought.

he wondered whose son he really was.

silently, he beckoned the boy closer.