Moonspear waatxakuq ✾

Osiris did not stir, even as they stood there. He looked formidable as he lay there, his chest rising and falling with each breath. Sialuk did not know why this was. She had seen her parents sleep plenty of times, and they had never given her this feeling of unease. Perhaps it was merely because he was a stranger to her, and she had come so accustomed to being around immediate family. She looked questioningly at her mother, wondering if she would wake him.