Wheeling Gull Isle nauyak-agaayulik

The man followed one spirit in particular, or, maybe not a spirit but some nameless force, and hearing the name of it - as simply God - did not change Mojag's assumptions.

No, he answered, the tone of which was inviting and filled with curiosity. As if he anticipated a lesson - and well, he did! When his anaa spoke of things like the rain she had a similar air about her as this man. Or when Kukutux spoke of the fire mother tree.

I was taught about spirits from a man who visited my village, and we played a game with a stone. He said he could see things with it - but I didn't see anything.