Moonsong Glacier complicating

he did not say her name.

he guarded it still.

she pressed hard against the stone underneath her, enough that a muscle ached like a strain. pressed hard, hard, harder into the earth. if she could not bury it in front of his eyes then this was second best.

she moved like a hunter now, she danced higher upon the glacier. it might have looked like departure —

she looked back to him. expectant that he would follow, despite the distance between them.