Ouroboros Spine attukuanniyaila

She showed him the mountain, far away.

She did it through stories and by speaking names which he did not know, yet each time these names were spoken Tautukpik heard another whispered on the wind; like a second current beneath the tide of information Kukutux shared with him.

Her stories were different from what his aapa shared.

The boy watches the mountain. He appears transfixed by it, this giant tooth sticking out of a black gum horizon.

Come home, brother.

Although he did not know her mind, her thoughts of the gray man, when she thought his name the boy looked keenly her way again. His frown was deeper now.

I want aapa.