Firefly Glen [m] revelarlos

their trade was finished. "will you eat? co-mer," she attempted, a sheen of apology across her springjade eyes.

dried elkmeat was produced. she held out fat from the same beast, breaking pieces to share between the moonglow family and the trader.

the meal solidified the exchange; it told the man's protective spirits that moon-land was a safe place to walk.

once — upon the sea ice — he might have been offered all manner of hospitality.

only elk fat now, elk fat and warm faces.