Moonsong Glacier crystophora

sulukinak did not want to befriend these women. she did not want to think of nephele with her sharp eyes and strong spine; but, hearing the other one might pair to fallen sun did soften her heart a touch.

perhaps they would be happy, she reasoned. thinking of all the children running in the glacial halls of this place, while charming, brought to mind the habits of her mother - the rituals, the riddles.

they were not upon the sea now, she had to remind herself. this was a place of hollow ice. arnaa was not here, and needed no tribute.

sulukinak held a distant, dark look even as dutch spoke of another woman. they were coming out of the woodwork for him! he then spoke of marriage but the girl was distracted.

her body became stiff, her attention shifting to the horizon line again. frigid. soundless.