Stavanger Bay tuniksimaruk ⦒

Vairë felt as if she had been awake a thousand years.

Her eyes were heavy when the crow alighted on a branch, and there was her mother. Wordlessly she came trotting over to press her head to Kukutux’s shoulder, taking a moment to just breathe.

We have a family in Saltshore, the father killed a man after his wife, the mother. The child has a cold, the mother..something serious. She backed away, her head still reeling.

First her birth mother, now this. The weight of an entire world had settled on her shoulders, stress pinching the corners of her eyes.

I don’t know what to do. Her voice cracked, and she swallowed against a sudden wish to cry, eyes darting away.