Moonspear nimgiak ⤟

fade here?

She would try. Sialuk would let the stone in her heart grow large and heavy. There, it could gather all the horrible things she felt, and one day, it would be gone. Hearing it from anaa made her feel the truth to it. She would take it from her heart and throw it into the depths of some great body of water where it could lay and dissipate into the rest of the world, absorbed back and turned into a better, cleaner energy.

There was a finality there, a knowing that one day, she would be rid of this feeling.

Thank you, Sialuk said, pressing her forehead to her mother's chest. She felt a child again, the comfort of Kukutux beginning to mend a wound she had thought too great to heal.