Stavanger Bay you who bares all your teeth in every smile

kukutux returned to moonglow in high elation.

she spoke of the little daughter born to sialuk, and fell into deepest rest. a week's time found her caches relaid.

the bird winged close. moonwoman rose and took up the second of her birthing bundles, kissing her sun man goodbye and setting off in anticipation.

saltshore was not so far, and kukutux did not pause at the border. she sought vairë at once. in tongue-clucking she set her things aside, and embraced the pained shoulders. "we will walk a little more. we will breathe," she said gently, kissing the strained cheek and knowing this day would make her daughter a mother.