Moonspear my reign is built upon hypocrisy and all my casualties

nuak.

a curious boy.

a man who had returned even after the punishments moonglow had granted to him. kukutux did wonder at what the gray man did, but she did not speak.

kukutux did not approach.

but in her mind was the trader of moonspear, and how she had sung his spirit to Sedna upon the glacier.

now this boy. this young man, had come to them. and again.

why?

she did not know for certain. but her heart whispered it must be so.