Moonspear nimgiak ⤟

"one day, it will lift. but for now, daughter, feel its weight in your heart. let it be there, for now. for now," a third time, to say things must not remain this way.

perhaps the strength of the moonwomen was too great; perhaps all men could not be so strong.

was this a curse? was it a blessing; was it both?

"one day, the stone will be gone." kukutux would not promise joy in its absence, only assurance that this rock upon the heart existed not till the end of days.