Moonsong Glacier complicating

he was warm, he was there. so close and so near.

she wanted to say something — anything! — but her voice was lodged against the pulse in her throat.

she could reach out and be there in the thick of his pelt. only one little movement and she might know him more than she knew anyone.

it will be as if sedna had made only the two of you to walk the face of the world.

she did not move closer, but she did not move away either.