Moonspear You got nowhere to run

Sialuk listened, her attention squarely on Nasamik as she spoke of her time in Moonglow. It was odd to hear a near stranger speak of it, as Sialuk had once helped anaa build the foundations of the spine. The work had been difficult in all that had come before, but she was glad to have done it. Moonglow was strong now, with many men and women to keep its hearth. It was a thing of itself, no longer a shadow of what Moonspear once was.

Ah, that is good! Anaa is good teacher. She spoke of Moonspear then, and Sialuk's eyes brightened. It would be good to see your face upon Moonspear, she said. Those of village Moonglow would always be welcome upon the slopes.