Ouroboros Spine Isumatuq

Ippiksaut’s ears tipped forward at the girl’s question, and a small hum of amusement left her.
The long ice, she explained gently, is the sea when it freezes in winter. It stretches farther than your eyes can see, flat and white, and the hunters must travel far across it to find food.
Her eyes softened. It is cold and dangerous… but also beautiful. The boy crossed it for the girl he loved.