Moonsong Glacier annun ⤟

kukutux did not stand alone for long. her springjade eyes watched a boy approach. 

oh, he was beautiful! he was lótë. her mouth did not stop its pleasant curving as he drew nearer and nearer, until at last moonwoman and forest-child looked upon one another.

he was quiet and did not speak. kukutux did not either, for a small time.

and then she said softly, "it is good to see your face, fjall. i am kukutux. your mother was as a sister to me. my sun man gave you the last name nuiruk. you are welcomed home."

a tear of love brief upon her face.

kukutux opened her embrace for fjall.