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moments passed, and kuktutux did not think the dark cloud would agree. she was after all tied both to the mountain and to a family with which he no longer fit. for a moment, she was dizzied by her desire to retract the words.

but arcturus spoke then, and it seemed some small sunlight moved across their meet. the duck was gladdened by even such a small thing; a bow curved her mouth and it was with reluctance that she finally straightened to her smaller height.

"will you help me to the top of the path, arcturus?" kukutux asked after a moment. it was one she had walked alone, but now had fear that a more chaotic step might damage the lives she carried. 

that was the reason that the waterbird gave the spirit: kukutux simply did not wish the moment's end, not in this second. for once, she would not depart this man with hurt in her soul.

a thoughtful glance to the stardark man and the pale woman began to climb.