Totoka River uuliktuk ☙

grandfather tusk. he moved across the edge of the island, and kukutux watched breathlessly. 'he is in the lights!' she called, and turned to tell her mother. grandfather tusk's bellow rang out across the isle; the duck watched in horror as large rocks began to fall again, crushing the ulax, marring the earth, breaking —

kukutux came awake with a cry, but the movement did not pound away with the dream. no, no, the earth was shaking, and she screamed, the echoes of her voice lasting longer than the tremours themselves. she buried her face in the furs of her sleeping place; the girl's tears etched trails upon her pale cheeks, and there she remained, shivering, thinking of the isle, of her mother, of @tokha, of cry — how lonely she had woken to be.