Moonsong Glacier erginathus

she gave a shrug of her shoulders, which seemed more pronounced because of how naturally wiry she was. it would bring snow with it. some days were so bright that my head hurt. some days there was so much snow and it was safer not to go out. but the sun wasn't there for long, and when the night came back... we would celebrate it, a little.

for all the strangeness of the everdark there had been some good things.

nukilik, my mother, would bring us gifts. we would play outside until it got too cold; but i always stayed out for the longest. she took pride in that. being resilient despite the cold was one thing, being the only living creature beneath the stars was something altogether different—magical, she'd always thought.