Moonsong Glacier freyja's tears

He came closer and had she been mindful, maybe she would have been nervous. He was a stranger to her; he was most likely a hungry man testing the boundaries of this fading place, to see what he could take for himself. The way the women had come and taken what they'd wanted. Sulukinak found she did not care; there was nothing left here to take.

However, he spoke of Dutch, and upon saying his name Sulukinak refocused. He spoke of our maker and for a moment Sulukinak was confused. What did he mean by that? He was not one of her lost brothers. Perhaps one of the men that came to visit the everdark had other children? It might've only been a turn of phrase.

Her mind wandered; she thought of Dutch and felt her heart sinking through her feet and in to the earth. Speaking her mind had never been a problem before—but now that she was heartsick, the words would not come out. Her shoulders gave a small quake and Sulukinak's face tipped down as she hang her head.

...I don't know... I don't know if he will.