Hoshor Plains eumetopias

sunshine people! that was a name she did not know, but it fit also. seal hunters were varied, and she had never met one, but her mother had spoken of such things sometimes.

the man, dutch, brought me. she answered in her quiet way, and then was thinking of where she ahd been; she would not have called that a place for sunshine people. to her, home had always been one thing. i am from the everdark.

she had liked her place there. her life was calm and simple, and she was never alone. i have brothers, she began to say, and looked to the next morsel of fat as if she spoke to it and not the woman. agakiggruk, and tuvittugak. we -- left, the everdark, she did not want to say they had run from it; as she had learned with the man dutch, that would bring on more questions.

my mother was anatkuk. now she took more of the fat and ate it, mulling over memories.